Still

(Instrumental Track: “The Roots and Eryka Badu – You Got Me”)

still…

was the waiting room
when the doctor entered in
to give the news,
and I knew
from the look on his face
the words
he was about to say
would forever change
my life

and unfortunately
I was right
’cause ever since
the day
you never came
my life has been

still…

still riding that
roller coaster of emotions
when
we were expecting
so much more
but that day we only saw
the birth
of tragic words.

Words that
everyone has tried
to comfort afterwords
but despite their empty phrases
my heart
still hasn’t accepted
the fact that
you are

still…

still stuck in my thoughts
is that sonogram image
I can’t ignore.
A silhouette of
my little angel
who will never
know what
it means to soar.
My
babygirl
won’t know what it means
to even crawl,
to even call out.
to cry,
to scream about
anything!
Any reason for the joy of
being alive,
you will never know,
because now your
lifeless body
lies

still…

still entrapped in that
silent womb
wrapped in a tomb of flesh
left with only death
as your first experience
of life,
and I’m left
only with the question
of
“Why?!”

Why did
demise come and
cut my child’s life-line
even before
they formed in your tiny palms.
Why did destruction
tuck you in a grave
made
in the belly
of your mom.

And who has rights
to tear off
the wings
of a cherubim
even before you got a chance
to fly home
come home

you never
came home,
with me.

so still
with me
are memories
when I see
empty swing
on playgrounds
wanting to squeak
and break the silence
seeking loving fathers
to push gleeful daughters
who will laugh and
kick their feet.

No, that won’t
ever be
you or me
so

so
still
are my thoughts
when I walk in the street
to find fallen leaves
rustling and waiting
to be made into piles
to be played in
for us to lay in
and look up at
cotton filled clouds
close enough to touch
in an unbroken
blue sky
and be like, “That one,
that one looks
…a daddy
and baby duck.” (ha, really?)

but that
that will never be
us.

’cause all of these
musings are just
once hopeful memories
that we
will never
get to keep,

’cause
in the absence of you
all of these
imagery fall
still,

and you’ll never
hear my words
because now
you’re motionless,
peacefully sleeping
but still
that won’t stop
the beating heart
of your daddy
from speaking.
So babygirl,
even if
you’re not listen

I wrote this poem

to help me
continue,
’cause eventually
I have
to move.

But know that
no matter
where I go

a piece of me
will always be

still…

…right
with you.

~the Word is Love, Spread the Word

This is persona piece, meaning it’s not the writer’s actual voice. Whenever writing such a piece I like to think, “It may not be mine, but it’s somebody’s story”. Hope you enjoyed, and if you did, pass it on to someone who would appreciate it.

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Until then, remember

~the Word is Love, Spread the Word

Rooftop View (Waiting for the Shine)

(Instrumental Track: “Floetry – Say Yes”)

It was dark
on that rooftop
but I could still
see forever…

…and I held her tight.

See after
spending the entire night together
we stopped on that rooftop
with our pockets full of
collected moonshine.
Ready to trade it all with
the sun
who would soon rise
with a new day to change
the rest our lives.

and while we sat
watching and waiting
for the waking of the dawn
we saw stellar children laughing
as they glided along the sky,
ran between
planetary beings
that slowly strolled
through constellations
while holding hands
that now and again
give a twinkling of their eyes

at us…
two lovers that seemed to be
in-tuned into this universe
waiting,
anticipating for the sun to come
and have the day renewed.

And before he removed
all memories of this night
I knew what I had to do
and make my move
through the cool
of the now light blue air
I reached through the atmosphere
and laid hold of her
heavenly form.
Pulled her tightly
into my arms
so she would remain warm.

And we,
in time
and in sync,
with the universe’s beat…
we were intertwined
before the breaking of light.

like the planets alined
and made that moment just right.
as if they lined up
just to catch a peek of us
in that flawless morning glow.

Full of perfection,
so much so that
she asked the question,
“Did you plan this?”

And really,
I never expected
to get this far,
but I guess it was already fated
in the stars.

So me, ever the poet,
I simply told her,
“Hey, I live in ten second moments,
and honestly an hour ago
I had no clue
I would be looking
at heaven
from the horizon
with you
and your celestial body
by my side.
So in this moment
even I am amazed
at the beauty
that fills the spaces
of today’s morning time.”

And with that,
she smiled
simply reclined.
turned around and
dropped her head to the side

and with the meeting of our lips
we both melted
into the divine…

…

Then… he finally
arrived.
Broke the skyline
and also
broke a smiled.

‘Cause he wanted to brighten our day,
but from above
he could see
that we
possessed so much.
See we
already had more than enough.

and even if he wanted to,
on that rooftop

not even sun
could out shine us.

Not even sun
could out shine us.

~ the Word is Love, Spread the Word.

From five to fifty /
in the spotlight and alone, /
he walked on the moon.
~ Marcus

Musical genius /
oh what a tragic ending /
…to a troubled life.
~ Michelle

And I can always count on my brother to come through…

Could not rest at night /
He took drugs like candy and… /
Now sleeps forever.
~ Levar

Until next Haiku time remember,
the Word is love…
…Spread the Word.

Health is True Wealth

How do you write a poem
about well being?
Well, relate it to something
with meaning
and seeing how the economy is kind of slow
I put this poem to terms
people will know.

You see, people understand
when you start to talk about
the money in peoples hands.

…or the lack there of…
…cause honestly

Health is true wealth.

It starts when we realize our worth
and where we begin
fearfully and wonderfully
formed and fashioned
with so much potential within,

So much potential within,
that the richest mans bank account
cant even begin to contend

Simply said,we start off…rich!
I mean, if you ask any
sick and dying millionaire
how he’d want his life measured
he would gladly take wellness
and exchange all his treasures.

Cause he knows,
Health is true wealth,

But
what do you do
with the resources you have?
I ask,
do you properly maintain your property,
and how do you handle your assets?
cause infrastructure isn’t everlasting.

People forget these things
which is why we’re passing
and the majority of us
from a preventative diseases.
Which simply means,
we are being destroyed
by what we can avoid.

How?
by our lifestyle.
I mean, I see people practically
throwing away money,
by buying fats and sugar
and foods that makes them sick.

Then turn around
and pay for pills and medicine
hoping for a quick fix.

And that’s just like saving money in holey pocket.
Just hopeless.

Then tell me, “Healthy food is expensive.
Plus, I don’t eat fruits, beans, or fiber.
Why bouy?
All o’ dat is that bland food
dat di s make me choke.”
I tell’em,
First of all, you need to learn how to cook.
its better to invest now
even though you think you’re broke
cause later, when you pay with your life
them medical bills ain’t a joke.

Invest now, by exercising, by eating right.
Invest now, spend time with your Creator
and increase the quality of your life.
Invest now, not to leave a wonderful will for you children
when you pass.
But to live a wonderful life still with your children while you
watch time passes.

Remember, health is true wealth
and poverty,
of your wallet and body
stem from a state of mind
which is why
its important
you educate yourself
while there is still time.

So when you leave
please remember,
our fitness
affects the finances.
There’s no question.
So remember this poem,
especially in this time of recession.

And I hope
that you invest in your life
that you may you be healthy,
wealthy and wise
and may you all
multiply your blessings.

~ the Word is Love…
…Spread the Word

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Thank you, and remember:

the Word is Love,
Spread the Word

i don’t pick flowers (i thought of you)

i don’t pick flowers
for friends,
’cause they always die.
…flowers that is…
i mean, they’re lovely but
they only last
for a passing moment in time.

so
for loved ones,
i don’t give flowers
’cause petals don’t remain.
they wither and welt
and in an instant
after being picked,
their splendor
isn’t sustained.

and then,
i saw them.
then,
my thoughts changed.

when i saw them
they were sooo beautiful
when they came into view
and they brought
the initial thought
of
you.

and like i said
when i saw them
they were sooo
full of beauty,
that without a doubt
i knew
what i had to do.

so i picked
some flowers
just for you.

and now
i realized
why
people pick flowers
for loved ones
from the side
when they’re just
passing by

it’s ’cause
there is no better way
to say
i thought of you today,
even if
just
for a passing moment
in time.

and remember,

“the Word is Love, Spread the Word”

In Food, Inc., filmmaker Robert Kenner lifts the veil on our nation’s food industry, exposing the highly mechanized underbelly that’s been hidden from the American consumer with the consent of our government’s regulatory agencies, USDA and FDA. Our nation’s food supply is now controlled by a handful of corporations that often put profit ahead of consumer health, the livelihood of the American farmer, the safety of workers and our own environment. Food, Inc. reveals surprising — and often shocking truths — about what we eat, how it’s produced, who we have become as a nation and where we are going from here.

We should be mindful of our foodincine (yes, food and medicine). It affects every other part of our lives.

Well, I found this solution of a site/blog. 100 Mile Diet: Local Eating for Global Change. Give it a look. Here’s a ‘taste’ from their section of why to eat local.

1. Taste the difference.

At a farmers’ market, most local produce has been picked inside of 24 hours. It comes to you ripe, fresh, and with its full flavor…

2. Know what you’re eating.

Buying food today is complicated. What pesticides were used? Is that corn genetically modified? Was that chicken free range or did it grow up in a box? People who eat locally find it easier to get answers…

3. Meet your neighbors.

Local eating is social. Studies show that people shopping at farmers’ markets have 10 times more conversations than their counterparts at the supermarket….

9. Give back to the local economy.

…

10. Be healthy.

Everyone wants to know whether the 100-Mile Diet worked as a weight-loss program. Well, yes, we lost a few pounds apiece. More importantly, though, we felt better than ever. We ate more vegetables and fewer processed products, sampled a wider variety of foods, and ate more fresh food at its nutritional peak. Eating from farmers’ markets and cooking from scratch, we never felt a need to count calories.~100 Mile Diet

They give 12 reasons in total. Head over to the site to get educated, and then head to your local farm to put it into practice.