“I Can’t Breathe”


Brought in out of Change

Because certain people wanted Strange

To let chaos run amuck

And you said You didn’t give a Fuck

Swore to drain the swamp

On a podium we all heard “Womp Womp”

You once called them “Stupid”

And paraded your name like Cupid

What thread count was your sheet

That didn’t cover the dead on the street?

You opposed one group that took a knee

Then laughed when done by the PD

Seems you have much more in store

Since a different virus kicks in the door

Even though the sunshine begs in line

Social Media makes the dark ones shine

Handcuffed, therefore to grieve

But you can’t hear, “I Can’t Breathe”

All you’ve done and said has been recorded

Is the Jury afraid they’ll be deported?

It’s hard to wear your heart on your sleeve

Don’t rush to judgment – just because “I Can’t Breathe”

Livestock tainted so the Market can rise

Some believe God loves the lies

So, the next time you do deceive

Don’t ask who said, “I Can’t Breathe”

“I Can’t Breathe”


Brought in out of Change

Because certain people wanted Strange

To let chaos run amuck

And you said You didn’t give a Fuck

Swore to drain the swamp

On a podium we all heard “Womp Womp”

You once called them “Stupid”

And paraded your name like Cupid

What thread count was your sheet

That didn’t cover the dead on the street?

You opposed one group that took a knee

Then laughed when done by the PD

Seems you have much more in store

Since a different virus kicks in the door

Even though the sunshine begs in line

Social Media makes the dark ones shine

Handcuffed, therefore to grieve

But you can’t hear, “I Can’t Breathe”

All you’ve done and said has been recorded

Is the Jury afraid they’ll be deported?

It’s hard to wear your heart on your sleeve

Don’t rush to judgment – just because “I Can’t Breathe”

Livestock tainted so the Market can rise

Some believe God loves the lies

So, the next time you do deceive

Don’t ask who said, “I Can’t Breathe”

One. Truth


She wrote
her feelings on her sleeve
before hitting the stage
and gave it to me
for safe keeping
The applause continues
.. much longer than expected
I still have her sleeve
though I dare stretch it out
She is still that person
who trusts
knowing that her guard
is always on point
even if not by her side
She writes
what’s to be read about her
She writes
and directs her audience
But I, I have her sleeve

A Story


Tell me a story
so I can let you live
Live with the memories
of everything we did together
and the benefits of being apart
Tell me a story
because I seem to do all the talking
all the doing
all the coaching and prepping
for you to tell me
something
What if, You were wrong
in the way you thought
I was alive?
Burnt out, spent
Still, I did more to remember you
more
Still is how I felt after
realizing you could have actually
been there
If you are speaking,
push the others aside
so I can follow
There is a light somewhere
but I can only see it
when I close my eyes
Please, tell me a story

Escape


I want to escape Here
and make myself get out
Nobody can tell Me
that I should have some fear

I want to get out of here
and take my best tempo along
Somebody can put it in a song
before my melody goes all wrong

I want to be taken away
and scooped up with definite plans
Anybody can make promises
but not everybody can afford the band

I want to meet my new home
and leave all my old stuff where it is
Everybody wants to be free
without a little conditioner to cure the frizz

Silent Bombs


Sleep through it all
Awaken to the aftermath
Don’t speak when You hear fear
Talk over the chaos
Turn away from the truths
Make up your own lies 
Carry a black Bible
Recite scriptures from memory
Send tots to school
Force them to believe You

Vote the way others do
Don’t bother knowing why
What a beautiful family tree
The difference between a snake and a bumble bee   
Own a TV
Tune out reality
Claim to give selflessly
Close doors to needy and not greedy
You know what fails
Instead You keep it pale  

Fallen Star From The Sky


Don’t need to cover

All the beauty that’s there

Wanna feel my own smile

Everywhere

 

What’s the use in being

Someone’s I’m not

I know I’m worth seeing

With everything I got

 

But if you ask me

I’ll tell you no lie

I’d rather be me

Than any fallen star from the sky

 

Some stars shine bright

Some lose their shine

Anytime day or night

Some are more just fine

But if you see one

In the corner of your eye

 It’s just no fun, in the long run

with a fallen star from the sky

 

So, when I step out

I know who I am

Don’t need to beg for a shout out

When I’m my number one fan

 

And when my time has past

I won’t need to ask why

Cause I’ve got more love to give

And more memories to last

Than any fallen star from the sky

 

Mommy is the Bitch (that killed Gossip Girl)


Mommy is the Bitch

That killed Gossip Girl

Nobody wants to watch her switch

They’d just rather make her head twirl

 

Mommy is the Bitch

That killed Gossip Girl

 

Mommy killed Gossip Girl

And that’s no lie

Now her neck is one big old pearl

At night, she goes up to the sky

 

Mommy is the Bitch

That killed Gossip Girl

 

Daddy found out

What Mommy did

I don’t think she wanted a kid

He gave her another one anyway

Now she has no choice but to play

 

Mommy is the Bitch

That killed Gossip Girl

She can’t do it again

‘Cause that would be a sin

She’s buying so many new clothes

Instead of stuff for her big nose

 

Mommy was the Bitch

That killed Gossip Girl

You better watch your back

Or else she’ll get you in the sack

Love, so fortunate


 

What dreams are made of

She holds in her hands

Eyes beset securely

from the vultures of life

Sunlight fears not the Moon

As she joins them

creating a universe mortals

salivate to taste

She is champagne

embodied in a priceless yet

unbreakable vase

The finest of life

if only life could create her

as her fountain beautifies all

that reaches her

Though she may give of herself

freely

she replenishes when necessary

Heard is she and angels cry

See the wicked humble at her

feet for fear of retribution

She is what she desires

And desire is she

She Is

 what not even dreams

  can imagine

At Chick-Fil-A, You can’t be gay…Otherwise, You can’t stay!


 

 

How can anyone who fully aware that they are not wanted someplace still want to be a part of that organization?  Whether it’s being gay in the Republican Party, enjoying the food at the neighborhood Cracker Barrel, or dining at or even taking out food from your local area Chick-Fil-A, you are trying to buy the love of a hater.  In recent comments, Dan Cathy, CEO for Chick-Fil-A, has basically stated that the gay lifestyle does not align with the “family values” Chick-Fil-A adheres to in its association with Christianity.  The whole idea of “family”, details that Chick-Fil-A fully supports any member, members, or groups who does not engage in same-sex partnerships and considers themselves a family.  As if calling the gay lifestyle, or even way-of-life, an abomination, Chick-Fil-A’s Dan Cathy- the son of Chick-Fil-A founder S. Truett Cathy, mocks that culture by stating in an interview to the Baptist Press:

 

“We are very much supportive of the family — the biblical definition of the family unit. We are a family owned business, a family led business, and we are married to our first wives. We give God thanks for that…we know that it might not be popular with everyone, but thank the Lord, we live in a country where we can share our values and operate on biblical principles.”

 

With such a skewed view of what the ‘traditional family’ is, Mr. Cathy apparently has failed to acknowledge that promiscuity, infidelity, and troubles occur in all kinds or types of relationships.  Just to say that his family –led business is “married to our first wives” really is nothing short of hot air.  What prompts an person or company to begin to express itself in such a vile and despicable manner?  Could there possibly have been personal trouble at the top – forcing Mr. Cathy to divulge such hate for the LGBT community?  Whatever the case, the Chick-Fil-A organization has set standards against anyone living their lives in a way that does not conform with the beliefs of Chick-Fil-A.  But is it just sight alone of seeing two same-sex people together that irks people?  Do people walk in to Chick-Fil-A advertising verbally that they are gay?  In any respect, knowing now how that company feels about the LGBT way-of-life, why would one continue to act as a patron for that establishment?  Is the chicken that good?  Really?

 

Guilt by Association.  Even if one was to say that they don’t believe in their company’s policies and beliefs, it’s almost a slap in the face knowing how that company feels about you or others that fit their negative profile.

Jeremiah Cillpam, owner of the Hollywood Chick-Fil-A Los Angeles, California has tried to clear up any misunderstanding about Mr. Cathy’s comment to the press.   Jeremiah Cillpam promised that customers will continue to receive excellent food and service regardless of “belief, race, creed, sexual orientation or gender.”

Emphasizing the “independently owned and operated” structure of Chick-Fil-A franchises, Cillpam went on to say that he personally spoke to Chick-Fil-A CEO Dan Cathy, who clarified that his controversial comments against gay marriage do not represent every company employee. (HuffPost).

Yet, the damage has already been done.  With the enormous spending power of LGBT community, the absence of their monies could indeed cripple a business.  Just as one’s involvement with an anti-gay establishment like Chick-Fil-A makes them guilty by association, imagine the effects of word of mouth from gay individuals to their friends and families.  Chick-Fil-A tries to show that they are truly acting in accordance to God’s plan by even not working on Sunday.  Still, one should wonder how they treat fair in other departments of their company:  Diversity (belief, race, sexual orientation or gender).  Though Mr. Cillpam did say that as long as you are a customer you won’t be discriminated against in these areas, you just can’t work for the company under these conditions.

Could members of the LGBT community firmly remove themselves from their addiction to Chick-Fil-A?  Even drug addicts know that drugs are bad for them – yet, the pusher is Dan Cathy and he is daring the scum-of-the-earth into rehab.