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Failsafe

As a mother my heart aches for his mom; because no matter what happened no matter the circumstances we never lose the hope of our child returning better than they were when they left. Death quells that hope. As one who serves the Most High Jesus Christ I am saddened because one of lost sheep has been taken. There is no joy in any sinner dying without repentance. Do I know where Mr. Brown is spending his eternity? Absolutely not but I do know that God would desire that none would be lost. I feel stripped when I look at a judicial system that can justify an excessive use of force as a means to an end. I weep when I see the waves of fear, mistrust and panic that continues to plague the areas I call home. I wonder is their any hope in this situation..my chest swells with doubt and defeat. I wonder what type of life will the officer have when so many people are looking to see him destroyed? Unjustly I might add because if the Brown family is calling for peace than what right do yo...

Now What?

Are you happy now? Did you stealing that man's stuff Or breaking into those people's business Bring back the one you say you are avenging? Was the wrong righted? Was policy changed to prevent this from happening again moving forward? Did you ask Traevon? Did you see Micheal? Are they back? No? Well that's too bad But the truth is...they are not coming back, not this way again. So what are you doing to make sure their are no more like so many That have fallen? What are you doing to educate, empower and inspire? Yes, I hear you I understand the hurt But stealing, looting and tearing down Do you want someone to do that to you? No one has come in to destroy yours because you did They are still on the rim Waiting for your strength to run-out They will go on with their lives Confident in their jilted victory Smiling at their tainted courts Laughing at you because you don't understand their words But again I ask you what are you ...

NOTICE IS SERVED

Great job! Let me commend you..those who decided to pollute the air with their hate and ignorance For those who decided to perfume the atmosphere with weed instead of clear thinking For those who don't have enough foresight to even ask GOD for a vision for their lives For those who will never own a house and will always be in lack because they choose to Live behind everyone else Then be angry For those who do not take advantage of education For those who decide that being an opportunist is more profitable than a trade, a degree, a skill, some sense For those who would rather use their hands to destroy And their minds to make mayhem For those who know every word to some degrading song But can't recite the Pledge of Allegiance or even name the 50 states For those who choose to operate in a cycle of poverty anger and violence towards their fellow man many times their own neighbor And still fix their mouth to call me their sister or someone else their ...

My Slice of The Pie

Thank you for tearing up your town... I didn't like the way it looked anyway -Sarcasm just in case it was lost upon you Thank you for filling the air with Uncertainty and fear Because that is always more productive Thank you for pushing all of the business out of the area I enjoy spending more on gas and longer commutes Thank you for hurting the working class Your Aunts, Uncles, Moms and Dads You are a Prodigal What do you care? Thank you for pushing our folks, your folks Friends and neighbors out of a community on the verge of a COMEBACK I didn't mind the property values dropping Or the lack of tax revenue to fund the schools The community pool or the upkeep of the parks Thank you for a colossal waste of energy That you presented on yesterday Thank you for shaming the fight of civil rights That so many have struggled for Thank you for not participating in the process of anything You didn't need your say to be heard Thank you fo...

Companion Thy Name is Choice

Consequences Are an unruly bunch They are never invited yet they always show up They linger too long Sometimes they never leave They are loud and boisterous Always speaking for you Always taking up space They are like a shadow Always with you wherever you go They are always in the now Because they are always in the present No matter what is left behind No matter how carefully covered is the trail No matter how heartfelt the apology Or how heavy the regret They never let you forget They attach ... like a leach Clawing, biting, draining the life source Always coloring your path Going before you as a reminder Scarlet is the letter Forgiveness is not in their nature Indifferent is choice But a constant companion -Sj

Smoke

Darkness warmer than chocolate smoother than jersey on a sheet tingling, spicy, tantalizing Like a puff of cinnamon mixed with nutmeg smelling so good one disregards how it burns to the touch up into your brain the smoke, that is darkness, rises Coiling around your spine like the predator it is embracing all of your being No place is safe not the head that was the first to fall Not the body it is unruly like a spoiled child not the emotions They have been dulled one only knows the sweet aroma of deception the false security of manipulation The illusion of control the mask of addiction Yes that is darkness revealed, always true in its form It's hold is as strong As one's weakness is for the lie that compels that soul to keep breathing it in.... -Souljourner

Distractions

So.. Here you are The fan's been hit The trap has been sprung Now what? The fallout is more than you considered If you considered it at all Again I ask Now What? Where are all of the thems? It doesn't matter how they were clothed If they were male or female If they were tall or short Popular or not They are not here but their damage remained behind Now what Eve? Now what Adam? Which way will you run... To Him who can forgive and restore or to him that maims, kills and destroys but makes you think you like it... he's deceitful that way You choose Its always been yours to do so It's not to late.... -Souljourner

CONVERSATIONS

It never ceases to amaze me how the most profound thoughts come out of the most simplest of conversations. Take for example last night. My husband and I were in the bed waiting out the commercials being aired during a Friday night television show; the premise of which centers around the main character whose soul is damned and he runs around trying to atone for his mistakes. Of course in the interim he deals with nasty spirits, has conversations with demons and angles, and tries to keep hold of his sanity while dealing with the supernatural. So of course this would spark up a conversation.  We are talking about how deep the show is because it tries to convey how we are in relationship with the spirit world. And how there are forces so vile that we can't comprehend them. It was just kinda freaky but fascinating. We are faith believing people and know that angles, demons and fallen angels do exist. That our world is on a plane that intertwines with the spirit world. We also know t...