The Wisdom Keepers

Be quick
Be nimble
Don’t get so sick
Where You can’t use a thimble

Pray often
But keep it moving
Don’t let your brainwaves soften
‘Cause there’s a lot to be proving

You’re expected to sit still
Stay in your place
Just take your blue, pink or white pill
And put a smile on your face

Why should You wear your heart on your sleeve?
You paid a lot for those achy bones and laugh lines
Old Age tries its best to deceive
With hefty penalties and fines

So, let’s call out those who say, “You Can’t”
and those who say, “No”
Your body, mind, and soul is like a Plant
It also needs a little nourishment to grow, and grow, and go

If Ever met Never

Classy impositions

Obstructed by cruel intentions

The masses live for pretensions

The clergy orchestrates superstitions



Does the fountain of youth

Spewing freshness

Trickling truth


If ever

Met never

Dare one say, What Ever

In a manner all too clever


When the bell rings

Inside the Watchtower

A lonesome dove sings

Exposing its true power


Rumble does the Earth’s belly

Letting the sky know it is craving

Life too strong for the telly

But remain do the steady all worth saving


Words delivered

Not by the weak or quivered

From a Book of purity

Undeniable in its surety


Careful one must be

To not skew or change one meaning

Though all that is down, not all can see

Let the heart rule the mind for better screening


Then when the bell rings

All  of Heaven sings

And He shines down on His creation

Granting the faithful real love salvation

The Billionaire’s Boys Club

On every night

Sure out of sight

Don’t have to take

They are the real milkshake


They got

what most don’t have

just too damn hot

(Must be) created in a lab


No shame

in their game

green surrounds their fame

in the Billionaire’s Boys Club

 you’ll find their name


What can’t be bought

they don’t need it

If you get caught

You will feed it


They could play for keeps

but why should they

Masters of bounds and leaps

On any given day


No shame

In their game

Green surrounds their fame

In the Billionaire’s Boys Club

You’ll find their name


Champagne and caviar

Ain’t their kinda party

Not even a real star

Would risk being tardy


Give ‘em a hand

Only if they ask for it

Try and understand

They don’t just want a little bit


If you ain’t got the time

Don’t do the crime

A scream you can’t dub

Inside the Billionaire’s Boys Club


When they party’s over

They will assess

You might be a four-leaf clover

A cut above the rest


Who wouldn’t get in line

for a chance to live so fine

Or just find a Genie, take a rub

For a wish to get into

   the Billionaire’s Boys Club


If Winter Comes

If Winter comes

And I’m not here

Fear the wind hums

Without shadow or sun

does cheer


May the snow fall like ash

Brush off into ones clothes

And bear mark like a rash

While smelling still roses


If Winter Comes

And I’m not here

Fear the wind hums

For my return

Galloping like raw steer


Should the air stifle hyenas

Divided they will fall

Victorious roars from the arenas

Distinguishable mating call


Flowing blood on silk pajamas

Lust taken with a twist

Like relaxing in Bahamas

Dignity stolen with a fist


If Winter Comes

And I’m not here

Fear the wind hums

I am still near



Overcoming Adversity


Employment Exhibition
Employment Exhibition (Photo credit: Modern_Language_Center)



How proud the person must be who tells another to “Overcome Adversity.”  Are they just talking just to hear themselves speak?


Obviously, the one who offers up this ridiculous statement must be of the non-oppressed and has no future of ever being in the position of having his or her livelihood in jeopardy.  For a person of color to ‘overcome adversity,’ there would first have to be the opportunity to take advantage of an opportunity.  To be able to have an outlet that would allow one to showcase the skills or qualities that were acquired while in a trade or four-year college would be a dream-come-true in this day and age.  The playing field just isn’t that leveled.  Even if that body who is experiencing adversity faces little to no chance of being made permanent on a temp-to-perm position.  Very few chances come that easy.  If they do, a sudden layoff is inevitable.  Then, solely for numbers sake, the hire is fed into the government statistics.  The tax breaks for a company that hires a certain number from a specific race group of people could be quite beneficial.  Employees of all races are being told to go back to school and get more skills for higher paying jobs.  Why couldn’t a company hire from within and train that long-standing employee?  Instead, a company would rather authorize a layoff and advertise higher-tier so-called available positions that really don’t exist.  So how on earth does one overcome this kind of adversity?  And please, let’s not leave anything to faith.


It seems adversity and diversity go hand-in-hand.  They both result in permanency.  While one cannot change the hue of their skin, just as impossible is it to pull oneself out of the mire that unfortunately befell them.  We all have tried to save for a rainy day.  Some of us even thought that we were pretty set when it came to money; our company pension would suffice once we hit that twenty year mark or if we diversified the right way we could live comfortably off of our 401k plans.  Little did we know, adversity loves no one.  It’s easy to say that someone lived above their means after they lost their job, especially if they had to accept a job paying $10 an hour when no one was hiring for the $52,000 per year job they once held.  For those not face with that kind of condition, they believe that getting out among others and networking will improve their mental health.  What they don’t know is the number of people who are trying to manage the perception that all is well and good by smiling and repeating positive affirmations.  People love to offer their opinion thinking that they are helping by making just any suggestion.  Most often, it’s best to just say, “I’ll keep a lookout for you.”  One of the worst things a more prosperous person could say to someone down on their luck is, “If you need anything, let me know.  Okay?”  Most of the time, they don’t mean it and this sends the needy further into a tailspin.  Just be open to listen and try not to make any promises you can’t keep.  Adversity (misfortune), Diversity (difference), Diversify (spread)…spread the difference of your misfortune and overcome it the best way you can.  It’s all easier said than done.  Without support, you must contort.  Talk is cheap, but now it’s not even the difference between life and death.


By just telling someone that they have to overcome adversity does nothing to truly aid their mental health.  If adversity is another word for misfortune, it only seems fair that the stars should realign to change the conditions.  Staying active, becoming fluid are two ways the universe can feel that one has not given up.  Words without actions do nothing.  But sometimes, even staying active doesn’t automatically generate the results we need.  Some people believe that they can actually speak change into being.  For others, the longer the desired results fail to materialize, the deeper they fall into a depressed state.  Then, the chosen are the ones who recognize a lesson, open the door to opportunity, and welcome it in with open arms.  Settling is out of the question.  It’s all about survival – and they don’t become too good for anything.  Meds keep you from knowing the difference.



When I Grow Up

English: Newborn baby Română: Nou nascut
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When I grow up

I’m gonna take peanut butter to bed

I might bring strawberry jelly too

but it might fall off my bread


When I grow up

Mama’s gonna get a dishwasher

 and a washing machine

I can drive around with my brand new pup

and show everybody I’m not mean


When I grow up

I’ll have good luck

I’d be able to go fishing when I want to

and quack and swim just like a duck


I’ll walk on the water

just like Jesus did

and save the whales from slaughter

Then tell everybody to follow me

 like a little kid


When I grow up

I’ll wear rich, expensive clothes

I’ll even drink grape juice from a gold cup

and everyday buy myself a red rose


When I grow up

I’ll be the talk of the town

Then I’ll be able to take off this makeup

and stop always wearing tears of a clown