Can you tell what evil is?

 Evil is sly and conniving

Smooth and easy

It slides down like a fine wine from the

hills of France.

Do you believe what you hear?

Lies are easy to tell but hard to decipher

They tangle you up like a spider’s web

Until the noose is tightly pulled around your throat

What do you perceive?

Because nothing truly is as it appears.

Evil is an artist better than Picasso or Van Gouge

Painting the image they want you to see

Putting on the façade that breaks down your wall of

Or maybe you can rely on their emotions?

Happy is happy and sad is sad, right

Then again evil is a mockingbird

Supplying you with what you need to get what it wants.

What does it want?

Your suffering of course!

To soothe it’s ego

To comfort it’s loneliness

To prove it’s point

To build it’s pride

How do you stop evil?

It’s funny you should ask.

Everyone has their own way,

They may work; they may not.

But I usually side with the one that’s tried and true

It was present since the first rising moon

And will linger until the last setting sun

Its the voice of your conscience

The wisdom in your soul

The Alpha and The Omega

The Light of the World

The Bread of Life

Or to be easy as pie you can just call him I Am.

That’s my way, that’s where I go to break down the tricks

of evil’s trade.

But then again like I said this is me, you are you

Pick what you like,

You be the judge,

If you can?

But judge right,

                   A miscalculated resolution can cause you your life.



Slippery Slope

In a forest dead of life a woman stands

Lost of her sense of direction

She stands there waiting for someone to find her and carry her home

Thinking she is alone she talks to herself

Reminiscing about all her bad deeds

Saying things that she would never tell a soul

As the tears rolled down her face she remembered the horrific event back home

The stormy night she committed an unthinkable sin

Telling every dreaded detail to God for forgiveness

The crack of a branch silenced her

Her heart stopped and her breathing paused

And a child mesmerized stood froze

Frozen by the atrocity that polluted his ear

Her breathing resumed, quick in pace

Competing with the rapid beats of her heart

He knew, he would tell

She didn’t want to commit that unthinkable sin again

But he knew, he would tell

What Blackness Means To Me

What is Blackness you ask?

Blackness is not the color of our skin

For that is only the God-given crown that makes us shine

Blackness is the beauty of a reemerging flower

Blooming in the spring time

Blackness is beauty like Nefertiti, Cicely Tyson, Angela Basset, and Sophia Loren

Blackness is dignified

Blackness is regal like the approaching sunset

Blackness is royal like the Pharaohs of Egypt and Nubia

Blackness is intelligence like George Washington Carver, Alexander Twilight and Mary Jane Patterson

Blackness is indestructible like a diamond

Blackness is the soul of millions of enslaved people

That have become a tribe of free people

Blackness is music from Motown to Atlantic

Blackness is strong and fearless like thousands of Zulu warriors

Approaching a vast enemy

Blackness is always imitated but never duplicated

Blackness is always mistaken but never understood

Blackness means having the pride and joy of great people like Dubois, King Tut, Mansa Musa,

Remembering the vision of Malcolm X, Martin Luther King Jr., and

Having the strength and fight like Harriet Tubman, Frederick

Douglass and many other slaves

Blackness is placed in the body and soul of every child.

It is not the shade of our skin but the feeling in our hearts and

In our souls

Blackness is Adam and Eve

Blackness was here in the beginning and will be here in the end

Blackness is me

Blackness is you

Blackness is a state of mind


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