Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts
A Harlem Point Of View
Of all the things I could have been but came up short. So many shattered dreams ultimately became my fault. No time to dream. Things aren’t what it seem. My shortcut mentality only registered short term results. Maybe one day I’d find the courage to plan better instead of dwelling on what should have been
This woman is Phine not fine but Ph to the Muthaphuckin phine. Secret Confessions Katt Leya Act I: Kattnip When I first saw her, I had this stupid look on my face. I couldn’t even look at her because she was that fine. I mean dipped in honey phine. Can’t speak cause the words won’t
She must have been a man in her past life. Chronicles of The Black Files: A Slither of Truth Officer Julie Turbo’s husband was a real little dude who’s belt wrapped around his waist twice. He had to have stood 4′ 9″. His wife, a tall lanky woman who bosses and pushed Norman around like
When your love for a person is only fifty percent and you believe the bits and pieces told to you from the man who has a deadly secret. Cathy and Johnny love for each other was nothing out of the ordinary. They were crazy for one another like hooked on phonics. But you had to
(A blurred camera lens focuses on Ned the wino staggering towards the middle of the street clutching his favorite bottle of Thunderbird which is held tightly against his chest, and wrapped inside a brown paper bag. Ned’s eyes are squinted, blinded by the helicopters light as he looks up into the sky. The scene is pathetic and
How important it is to be exposed and raised in a loving environment as a child. From a Distance The cold darkness and damp depth of the vast sea created hopelessness and doubt. The waves made it difficult to see beyond her horizon. The distant glow from a lighthouse was a sign of a particular
When you have to pay to play to acquire and keep her attention. The Economics of Intimacy I found an old letter you had written laying on the floor under the bed, yesterday. It had to have been about two years old, exactly from today. I remember the day when you told me you loved
When that scary, dramatic dark and cloudy overcast that threatens rain can be seen from a distance. The out of order sign placed on the elevator door. That creepy walk up a lonely flight of steps with a half drunk girlfriend who falls and breaks a nail. Just when the sun hides behind a mysterious clouds which
At night when it was quite, during the presence of the daughter of the moon I let it be known. My desire for a particular interest of love was cast out into the universe for its return in abundance. It bubbled then germinated and answered my call. Katt Leya: More Than I Can Handle Like
I accept the oath of manifestation and the principals of a abundance. Therefore, I accept to carry the torch of light and hold keys of life. I walk in a vibration which illuminates, resurrecting miracles. I am the energy I will attract. I am that I am. I am that I will be. What I
Did I fail to mention To pay attention For when God writes You a special prescription That’s filled by only you It’s designed for you to wear your special Magic glasses It’s imperative to never Take them off Absorb and bend the light Every person has his/her own gift Your own light and it’s reflection
The worlds most precious and valuable resources are discovered. In many cases one must dig deep into the earth to acquire its wealth. Gold and diamonds are not readily available on the surface for one to readily pick up and place inside our pocket. The same can be said about oil, orr, coal and other
Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts 