My Flesh

My flesh says what you say
I hear your
screams
for blood lost,
and I shed tears
at the thought of
dead justice

My reason says
this could have been avoided
in so many ways
blood lost
shed tears
dead justice

My motherhood
says I've lost my child
my heart grieves
but he's safer now
can I change tomorrow
for some other mother

My Spirit says
be comforted in knowing
God will take care of
the unjust as well as the peace makers
trailblazers
and the martyrs
blood lost
shed tears
dead justice

My flesh wants what it wants
retaliation
vindication
annihilation
but that makes me no
better than the
oppression
disguised
as self defense

Rhyme This

Artistry has many forms
find yours
and keep it close to your heart
I am creative energy
uncontainable
I inspire
I ignite
excite and unnerve
My initiative puts me out in front
of the rest
and intimidates
That's what they told me
creating a stirring up of the
masses
But no one's on my time, on my side
they perpetrate camaraderie
A façade of a relationship
yet when I'm alone I'm reminded
Of my army, the size of the heavens
Now that's wide

My Man

My man is gorgeous
I felt him near me
I heard his voice
and peppermint
is the taste of him
others see him and ask
and others see us and know

My man is gorgeous
and he's with me wherever
I am
he goes
and when I can't see him
he sees me

My man is gorgeous
tall, thick and pretty brown
his arms got me
his feet carry me
attached to his legs
that keep both of us

My man is gorgeous
I want him
when I think of him
I want him
when I embrace him
I keep him in my heart

My man is gorgeous
he was with me in my
dreams
he has me talking in my
sleep
and when I wake up

My man is gorgeous
he inspires me to write poetry
he is my poetry
my prose
my vocabulary

My man is gorgeous
he's my therapy
he keeps me straight
and bends my curves
and strokes my alters

My man is gorgeous

Spiritual Strategy

Gotta make a change
In selection process
You know a new approach
For success
Been focused on the wrong
Substance
Hoping to find a King
For a Queen
Always left with a little bit
Of a mess
Direct result of
Counseling with the flesh
Sat down
Had a conversation
With myself
Jesus held the pen
And God did all the talking
I woke up from
My dream conference
And now what's left
Is for me to get to walking
Implementing
Starting with a new set
Of question
What's your take
On God, universe or Spirit
Have you been baptized by water
Washed in the blood
Filled with Holy Ghost power
Have you taken responsibility
For your own sinful actions
Or are you still maturing
Running in place
With no traction
I'm not professing to be
A saint but I know who I am
In the Heavenly realm
So you can answer
With the truth or you can evade
But whatever the case
I'm going to be ahead
Spritual strategy
Trinity unity
Ride or die
In the end we fly
Jesus, God and I.