Wednesday, June 1, 2011

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

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