Pray the gay away....

Once upon a time, there were two little girls that had a father who pretended to be "normal" so that the "church folk" and his family would accept him. His wife never left him. His youngest daughter, as a child, had a keen sense and questioned her mother. "Ma, is daddy gay?" Her mother never answered the question because she loved this man until the day he died. Unfortunately, she was a sad lady knowing that she was more his best friend than his lover. When he was passing, he told her "sorry for making your life so sad. Sorry for all the pain I put you through. You were my best friend. You never left me and now Im leaving you." She cried and told him it was ok and that she loved him deeply. He called both of his daughters before he died but the one daughter that suspected her dad to be gay, he told her "I love you so much. Thank you for never judging me.  I've been hurting for so many years with this secret and you never stop loving me." They cried together on the phone and he told her that he would forever watch over her. For years this man loved God. God knew this was a secret that killed him. God accepted him but he was forced by society to marry a woman and pretend in pain. So many men are forced because "the bible" said it was a sin. There are so many sins that people commit everyday and  it's sad that they focus more on hurting people for their feelings. Buying jewelry so expensive that it could have fed hungry children, lusting after things and people, talking about people and getting a laugh off of people, looking down on others, only your family matters, abusing your mate mentally and physically, on and on....  People have been killed because of this. Alot of the times the people that are preaching about this have either touched a child inappropriately or is fighting the same demon. Something to think about....that bible that you are reading....King James Version....was written by a bisexual man.  Stop your discrimination. These people that you are forcing into the closet....will someday marry your son's and daughter's to hide from YOU. They will hurt their spouses and children....just like me.

Spreading love through social media

Good Morning all. I would like to take this opportunity to send an invite to both of my Facebook fan pages. One page is all about writing and books. For like minds please join our page and share your poems and stories and even your favorite reads. The page is Writing From the Soul

Next, is my page that I created because of all the Black on Black crimes. I was asked by a friend to create a page that involves esteem for the black community. Thus, I'm beautiful I got African in my family came about. My goal is to wedge the gap between all races and show a side of Black Amercian people that is not shown too often in the media....that we are all people and only shades make us different. I invite all people to join and share your love for who you are as I display the grace that Black American's have.  I intend to share in the healing of Black on Black crimes, as well as crimes like Trayvon Martin that have gone on for centuries. This page is intended for uplifting and nothing else. Please check us out "Like" our page and "Share"with others.
Thank you.

A silly love story

He stands across the room....staring at me. A small smile on his face as he gently swirls his drink. I feel the temperature rise in the building because I'm embarrassed with his unwavering stare. I shifted my body nervously looking elsewhere. Then I see him...coming towards me, out the corner of my eye. I turn to see this handsome man swagging towards me with so much style. The music is playing softly in ears as I notice everything about him. Every step he takes enraptures me, he's seriously dressed to kill. He's wearing dress pants swaying with a swag, he's killing it... I'm willing to say he's got SWAG! And then, he flashes a gorgeous smile and takes another sip from his drank. Then the music scratches in my ears and causes me to jump and sank... His long pinkie nail just threw me in a trance, just like that, I'm done with just a glance. Like a statue I'm stiff legged and I turn my back. I pretended to look elsewhere cause this man is really wack!  I start walking towards the exit trying to escape this tormenting sound in my ears. Rushing madly away, I slam into 5'10 man wearing dungarees. "Oh I'm sorry" I apologize and then the music changed to a soft lullaby. He says "no problem" and shift eyes behind me. "Would you like to escape" he ask and I say "yes" then he leads me outside. We laugh really hard when he finds out why I ran. He calls me "narrow minded" and that he could have been my prince to stay till the end. I look this gentle soul over, he's dirty from head to toe, his hands are large and ashy but for some reason is sexy....I dunno. I look into his bedroom eyes and see a kind soul and then I thank him for saving me from that outrages troll. I head towards my car, look back and waved wishing he was my prince for ever more. Solemnly, I walked slow hoping he would yell out and when I turned he was gone. I tilted my head to ground in shame, wishing I would have stayed. Then a tap on my shoulder shocked me, it was the answer to my charade. It was him like an angel in disguise. He asked me for my number and if he could catch a ride. Hahaha! broke but angelic I gave this beau a ride. He's been my prince charming since that time so never judge a book by its bind. Love is between one soul split to make two. That's why we mesh because our love is absolutely true... So what's the moral to this silly love story? Pinky man wasn't my soul mate so I ran without a trace. Ashy knuckles was my prince charming...OK yeah, I judged pinky by his bind because he was so alarming. I guess I learned that a sharp suit don't make him my suit! So me and Ashy are one of a kind....don't nobody else want him, so he's mine....all mine!

Days like this…

 Days like this…

See now, it’s days like this when I’m just so pissed

A lump in my throat so big I just may choke

Nothing going right, dishes set dirty over night

I refuse to do anything, anything but step in a boxing ring

My bed ain’t made, where I just laid

Contemplating a meltdown but my show be on in a lil’ while (thinking)

You see it’s days like this, when my face is in a twist (:-* )

A warning sign to not step on my toes cause we may go to blows…

Yeah I've had betta days, days that goes completely my way

Sounds selfish you thank? Well let me be a little frank!

This is my world! Find yo spot in the underworld!

(Crawling back into my bed and rolling my eyes)

University of "Mamahood": Justice for Trayvon Martin!

University of "Mamahood": Justice for Trayvon Martin!: This reenactment comes from my household. It's how I've watched my son's interact with their father. This is dear to my heart because if I l...

Freedom....

In my aloneness... I was deeply alone in my sorrow
No one to protect me as I waited impatiently for tomorrow
He touched me here and he touched me there
I cried out in agony for my body to be spared
My mother left me alone with this horrible man
Why didn't she use her instinct on this monster to ban?
Then I grew up with dark secrets in my heart
My family didn't know and this life I couldn't part
Finally the lord called my name and freed me from this world
My two daughters, no matter what... you two, I've always adored
I still see you trying to make it and cherish you greatly
Love your dad. I'm free now so walk with peace daily...

Parents be aware of your children. Be their friend. Save them from evil....

Hello All!

Hello all
I'm in the middle of finishing up my novel and my book of poetry. I haven't abandoned my first love but I am taking a leave of absences for a while. Hopefully I'll be back up and rolling in a few weeks. Can't wait to dive back in. I miss blogging!