Woe People

The grease filled room with an old scent of maple seem like a jungle of emotions rolled up like a big ball of wax waiting to be taken over by the sheer heat of the flames. Your kitchen is so hot you want to immediately run away. This seem like the type of freedom you need when you realize that it is not just the grease, wax and heat that keeps the flame but the universe in which you collect the energy to move. In all that is real is the grease, and heat of the powering force that keep you in balance with the truth. Hunger awaits you. No one can be certain of destiny. Living is the not knowing what awaits you. The beauty is the ability to grasp the concept that you don't know what's on tomorrow and live today. There are so many things to be happy about. But as human and the imperfect being we are we tend to get caught up in the negative. I dare you and most of all myself to start a positive frame of mine. I have not been letting myself live today. I as many of us caught up in the financial woes have not a clue. I have also been guilty of self pity. Who would ever guess that this type of behavior is what eats us alive and locks us into the path of death long before time.

Strong Woman(Arlean C. Morgan)

Strong Woman
Arlean had strong arms to hold up her children.
Strong fists to keep us from harm.
Now, she have rest to keep her from Pain.
We must let go and let God be our aim.
God will help us when the sorrow get to big to claim.
God's love overpowers them all.
Trust your strong family ties.
Remember, the death you shared.
Once the washing of the soul was done.
No one can tare you from the strong hands and love
Provided daily for the years our mother LOVED!!!!!!

Name

No one knows the time and place.
Where will you be?

When will be the time?

What and How will you be called?

Give thanks to that which is call on the front and end of the thought that brought together the maternal and paternal seeds.

Be careful not to bring mistrust or disgust to the gift.

Which was given by those seeds that became one in love.

It is up to you to bring love, hate, joy, or pain to the dash that will be filled by the freedom and imprisonment of your dash.

So, I must not bring hate or disgust to that wonderful gift.

I must focus on the goal at hand and tunnel my whole being to that and hold up the arms and cling to the belief that maternal seed nurtured in me!

Yes, I too must die with that name in which I'm proud of!

Reflections

Glass, Metals, Brass, and Gold. What do you see? Look, deep below the shiny cover. What are you hiding? See it there! That's it, yes, see it. Does it feel cool like an ocean breeze. Hot like the mid summer day in August on pavement on the brightest day ever. Warm like the old chunky soup that grandma use to make. What about that night when there stars was so bright you tried to wish on every single one. Might it be the vision that was told to you by that old woman that stayed down the block. Flight or Fight which one will be the beginning and ending path on your way to that home tucked away under that shiny cover. Reflect all that you dare to show. Look deep until you find your soul. Some will be looking for a long time. There is cookies and milk in the back for the one left to ride the hidden bus.