Books of Sublime

Listening to music

Recollections start to form

Taken aback

As I listened to the verses of this song

I don't even remember when I was writing these.....

Inspired
I went in search of what the lyrics above call rhymes
I label sublime 

The words within these books

Are fading

Yellowed as I've grown

As I sat on the floor rummaging 

Through paper

My eyes connected with hand written prose

Instantly choked up

When I

Read:

MY LIFE IS THE GUARDIAN OF MY SOUL....

Wondering 

What I felt, making me write 

The aforementioned with my pen

Flipping 

Through 
The pages

Rediscovering

The person behind my name......

Giving up my wants 
To fulfill
Someone else’s needs


Seldom receiving


Gave of me 
So often
My shadow is missing


As my tears glisten
Filling a lake called 
Regret


Every time 
I find the strength to leave
Something whispers: 


No Not Yet


Going backward in my forward steps
Rewinding back to a chapter
I’m supposed to have left


Circling...
.
The places in which I’ve fled

Once

Where it was dark

I now see light

As it shines

You have taught me

That brightness was always mine

Which is something

I didn’t know

I only saw darkness

But to me you have shown

How to appreciate

What I didn’t understand

Taught me

What was out of reach

Was always in my hands

I didn’t need to search to find

Because on the darkest of days

You appeared before my eyes

The answer to my life’s problems

The victory to my defeats

The key to the cage

That confined me

In a world which I was lost

You gave me strength

So I stood up and fought

For what in life

Is so hard to find
The answer to my prayers

The illusions in my mind

I found true in you

Showing me 
The impossible

Can come true

For all

You have given

Me

I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU

A walking billboard
Is what your life
Amounted up to be


Posted on the block
Selling crack, selling weed
Not knowing they are no different
From that buyer and the product
From their hands is retrieved


High off greed


With no family to support
Or mouths to feed
Only the need to be fashionable
The need to be seen
The need to be known
Is the need that will lead


To self destruction
Incarceration or death
Because the lust of money
Means more than their breath


Already deceased


Giving up their life
For their wants
Not their needs


Another statistic
Of society's
#1 Killer

Green

Darkness to light
Surrender to fight
What is ready to begin

Hiding the reflection that was born in sin

Born again to die
How can I shed a tear
If you never had a life
If I never heard you cry
If I never heard your voice
If I never felt you inside

How can I let you die
If I never had a chance to live
How can I cry
Knowing I had nothing to give

If you die
So will apart of me
How you would have looked
And all the things
You'll never get to be

I'm killing you for me
Or keeping you
For the future I cannot see

Through you I can live again.....

Or die all over
Before you had a chance
To begin

Feelings
Of sadness
Loneliness and despair
I reach out
For someone’s help
But no one is there

To hear my worries, is to speak my pain

But 

No one
Is there to listen

So only an echo remains.....

The closest ones to you
Easily deceive
Imperceptive
Not wanting to believe

As they plant
Malicious seeds
In your life

Constantly flourish

Slithering  

Along the path
Your secure with

Serpents of Venomous Cancer
 

Within the  guise of  familiarly

 You're sought 
Numbed by the presence 
Of a serene force 

Caught
In the appearance

Prisoner of beguiled


Choosing marks wisely
Every day
Another sucker is born


Victims 


Will never become
 Immune
To their poison


Venom differentiates in it's form.....

No!!!
I never said you were  perfect 

Yet you walk around as if

My wrath is undeserving 

As if you weren't caught in 

Your lies and indiscretion 

Using camouflaged words as protection 

Reflecting hostility towards me 

Misdirecting 
The conversation 

Trying to make it seem 

My anger 
Justifies 
Your wrong 

Haven’t you  used 

Your reverse

 Before?..... 

I Sin All Week - So I Can Praise The Lord Every Sunday

Club Hopping
Non-Stop Gossiping
Habitually Lying
Semen Swapping
As I Sleep With The Churches Men
I've Come To Repent My Sins....

Start Back Sliding, Before The Sermon Ends:

Judge Not, Lest Ye Be Judged First
How Many Of You Skip Over That Scripture
Or Was It Inadvertently Reversed?

A Prime Example Of Selective Reading
At Its BEST
Half Of You Don't Even Follow
The Bullsh*t You Profess

*Various words are written in between*

I Didn’t Write This To Solicit A Following
Asking Anyone To 
“Agree”


As.....

I Rather Watch BET Inspiration

Or Joel Osteen, On Channel 11 For Free

Then To Know While I'm Riding The Train

The Pastor's Spending Tithe Money

On His Mortgage And A Jeep

Serpents Gather For Their Divine Lecture

Worse Than A Heathen

Quick To Critic A "Sinner"

When They've Traded Their Soul For Scriptures

OH,

And Before You Start To Siting

Isaiah,

Jeremiah,

Corinthians

And Proverbs

How Can You Preach To Me

If You Cannot Interpret

What You've Learned In

YOUR OWN WORDS???....

As Your Judging Me

Conversing On How My Soul Shall 

“Burn”

If Hypocrites

Such As Yourself

Are Meant To Inherit

Gods Kingdom

I'll
GLADLY....

GO TO HELL

As I observe 

The livelihood of people
I discovered a truth that was deceitful

To those unwilling to see 

It is them who intervene
With total cooperation

The aspects of their lives
Is ride or die
Another mother cries

Desensitized to their surroundings
Walking around blinded
To what they’ll never see

Reflecting each other
Not knowing what else to be

But that Nigga on top
Sporting hoes
Slangin crack on the block

Riding a car making pedestrians stop
In Awe by a nigga
Singling him out as a unique figure

Tryna be Jigga
In the rhymes he spits
Bragging about cars and the hottest bitch

Is 

Beyond 

Redundant

But

THE GHETTO LOVES IT.....

Holding on to breath
As you breathe
Not wanting to leave

The life you took for granted

Why do you want it now?

When you handed
Everything
You are to me

Through your own eyes you see
Everything
But self

In your lust to achieve wealth
You overlooked my power
And everything I am

For I am that gun
In your enemies hand
I am disease
That stricken your people
I am that lie
Leaving mouths being deceitful

I am that darkness
You fear throughout life
The blackness you try so desperately to fight

Evidently you can't escape
Only in my presence
You realize your mistakes
Knowing they cannot be undone

As you feel 

The coldness
You know what's to come

For all you claim to be
But at my feet 

You cower

Recognizing the power

Unlike others you cannot beat me
As I embrace your essence
Memoirs flash before thee

As you transcend
Cannot change the middle
Of what you began

It is I 
Who 
Comes


DEATH

The final destination
At the end of 

Life's breath

© LaToya S. C.

Poetry

Is
My
Clairvoyance

 Unvoiced

Thoughts
 Emotions &
Beliefs

Remembering:

Nothing
Stays The Same Forever
Not Even Me......

Unconditionally

 Love My Beautiful Ugly


Peace