Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts
A Harlem Point Of View
The Cav’s look scary. Should LBJ bring a title to Cleveland not only would this become an historic event for a dead city he would then have nothing more to prove by staying, LeBron James would then be considered, in chess terms, a “Knight” for hire. LeBron James: The Resuscitator LeBron James: The Liberator of Dead and lost Cities.
A moment of pain is a lifetime of glory. A Moment Of Pain Brutha didn’t realize the impact of this quote until he thought about what it took to lose the 60lbs that was needed. This may have saved and extended his life. It also allowed a light bulb to register, which symbolized the pain and the
The Meaning Of Life The meaning of life is to discover your gift. The purpose of life is to never keep it to yourself but to share your gift with the world. Your life should be filled with meaning and full of purpose which serves as inspiration for all that witness your blessing. Those that
Ms. Karma As the sun rises and as the sun sets Looking back on life I glanced in the mirror despite a few regrets I’ve been blessed I’ve been a player I’ve played others and I’ve been played When Ms. Karma came knocking on my door, I welcomed her inside and made her feel
Everybody has the unthinkable happen to them throughout the course of their lives. Whether it be an outlook on life, children or adults who experience some sort of violation opposed on them against their will such as a sex act, finding themselves homeless or going without food and being hungry. One can order a deal of a meal when at their
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode? by Langston Hughes Can
(11:45pm) The phone rings and as he makes his way out of the bedroom and enters the kitchen for a little more privacy and discreteness. Him: Baby you know I can’t wait until I get my car. The phuckin bus broke down and I’m almost home. Just so you know, I hate public transportation. Her:
Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts 