#choice #chance #change
There is always the #fear of the unknown. Everything that exists today is a result of someone making a choice to take a chance and oh so much has changed!!!
Every unsuccessful attempt at anything teaches you how to do it better the next time. Life's recipe is not set in stone, tweak here, a tweak there can change something from sour to sweet.
What your heart #desires is waiting for you, be diligent, be passionate, be your own change agent.
(C) Soulmuze 2017
"I'm the book people always opened but never read."
Maybe the table of contents is overwhelming or the preface is beyond their comprehension. However, one should not be afraid to venture beyond the surface – if they are granted access may I add. Access is granted if genuine interest is shown; not for gossip, not for mockery, not for destruction but for insight with the intent to bond.
As we go through the chapters we may discover similarities or talents or that we are just hot grease and Pepsi but can amicably yet silently create boundaries for our relationship.
One will never learn if one never goes beyond opening the book.
Photo credit: Google images #Soulmuze #Soulspiration.
Folks say I gotchu but ya know they blowin’ smoke
Their words are nuffin’ but farts in the wind, must think u a joke
Leave dem whey dey at
Keep makin’ ya moves, let em think ya a fool
As da universe link ya wid a new support crew
2:22 Only one copy was pressed on Vinyl… but it fell and broke… 😂
Don’t be disappointed when you are not supported by those you expected to support you or you have always supported.
It’s just life’s way of switching you to another path on your tree of life; preparing to change your circle… sometimes #people are #tapped out when it comes to you, vice-versa.
#Embrace it, #welcome it, be #glad in it!
“To #live requires #growth, to grow requires change. Once growth stops #death is present.” (Soulmuze)
(c) Soulmuze 2017
Dedicated to a woman who watched the love of her life transition into the unseen universe. When his walk on earth ended she lost part of herself.
When you find a soulmate you also awaken desires that you never knew existed. Emotions, ideas, dreams are no longer dormant or merely a fantasy, for together you can see them to fruition. Now her soulmate is no more, but that which was awakened in her cannot go back to sleep. She wears the mask to get through the day and weeps at night for she believes there is no relief in sight.
We have all felt the loss of love, but we cannot dwell in that loss too long for we lose valuable time living when we dwell in death.
(c) Soulmuze 2017 Photo Credit: Mr. Christian Castro
This tree was planted in 2007, the year my daughter Quinn was born. #Symbolic of #life and #rebirth. No matter how dark and damp things may appear we are reminded that it’s just a moment in time. My Fab 5 family has risen above negativity within ourselves and others. We have managed to have everything while having nothing for we know when to ‘ignore the world’ for one another. We are small but strong. #EverydayIsHumpDay
Photo Credit: Soulmuze
(c) 2017
Malik, I remember sitting on your grandmother’s steps on a warm night in June with your mother. She was 8 months pregnant and in full bloom. There was no doubt you would be a big boy, based on the size of her belly. We talked about different things but two things I always remembered from that night was her saying, ‘this baby always make me feel like I have to go to the bathroom,’ at that I couldn’t stop laughing. Guess it didn’t help that she looked like a cute Buddha sitting on the steps. The other, was when I asked, ‘so what brand of diapers are going to use?’ We both said at the same time, “Huggies!” Funny, how the weirdest things stay in your memory, for me those are usually the most valuable. As we grew older we followed the steps as they were ordered for us. I watched you grow and valued the random conversations we had whenever we saw one another. Unlike so many, you owned your mistakes and was always working on a resolution. Sometimes you would get angry when we spoke because success wasn’t coming fast enough. You just wanted the perfect place for everyone. Yes, you were an impatient youth but who wasn’t, at least you were not selfish. I can’t leave out how respectful you were, always said hello to my mother and asked her if she needed help with anything as you passed by. Never forgetting the lessons you were taught at home, priceless.
Well, for some reason you made the decision that your work here was done. Being a true lion, once you make a decision everyone has to go along until further notice. It required great strength to make such a choice, maybe you thought it would create the perfect place for everyone. The results may not have worked exactly as planned, it created more pain from the emptiness you left behind. I think what you missed along the way was, the perfect place is not a place but a foundation that’s built in one thing “love.” You had that all along, but the negative obstacles kept obscuring your view, every time you started removing that obstacle it found a way to reposition itself. We can’t turn back time and if we could, the question then becomes, should we? All is never truly lost, for I am sure that not only a lesson will be revealed but a stronger foundation of love will evolve as a result; someone will not just hear but will listen and you will be acknowledged as a man of strength for that is all that matters.
Blessings, love and light… Soulfully speaking
Family…
Though his sun has set
Yours must still shine
You all will be together again in time
You will never understand why he chose to leave that way
But know he loved you more each and every day
Wife…
You were his best to his friend
You were his Mrs to his Mr
You were his light to his dark
He will always hold a special place in your heart
His Legacy…
Tell his children do not fear
Celebrate the love you all shared
Your protector…
The ending of his life forces a new normal to begin
He is your watcher and will make sure your lights will never dim
© Soulmuze 2017
In memory …One year after the death of #SandraBland, who died in police custody July 13, 2015. Black women are the #invisiblevictims…
Did you think because her name was “Bland” her life had no flavor?
Did you believe rough handling was a taste she would savor?
Dragged, beaten, shackled … how do you justify that?
Was it because she was mouthing off, answering while black?
What really happened in that surveillance video you did not display?
Did you really want her not to see another light of day?
You chose a profession that’s not easy to do,
At any moment the streets can kill you
Your job was to take a stand to protect every woman, child and man
Does protect mean they should all be purposely killed by your “righteous” hand?
I say “righteous” in a sarcastic way
For it appears that by your hand a life disappeared in some unrighteousness scripted play
Same script different cast
How long will this “justified” killing spree last?
Whatever you do you must have a story to clear you
Even if it means massaging truths?
Are you really hiding behind the badge and gun?
Living out “the most dangerous game” for fun?
Did she take her life in that cell because you stood there giving her hell?
Did you watch like the devil telling her this was the only way?
“Kill yourself! Kill yourself!” were those the last words she heard you say?
“Bland” absence of life is what she has become.
Another victim of a uniformed officer wielding a badge and gun.
SayHerName, SayHerName her death will not be in vain…
© Soulmuze 2016
Black History Month is upon us February, 2016… The year has changed and the issues remain the same. History, repeats and repeats. Yet still not getting the answers we seek…
Thoughts on the Riots surrounding the death of Freddie Gray (April 25, 2015)
Look how quickly Gray turned to red
Why are you not focusing on the reason this man is dead?
Displaying wonton behavior yes that is how we are supposed to act
Let’s proliferate the savage behavior yes we must
This will surely prove all cops are against us
Burn down our churches which was our ancestors place of sanction
Burn down our pharmacies which serves as our place for prescription
Destroy our communities in which our parents and those before them marched to have ownership … Yes OUR 40 acres!
Why the hell not!
We are young and angry so we will retaliate
And yes for us more jails they will make
And yes more rules we will break
And when it’s all said and done we will have won???
Your treatment is determined by your actions
Yes when you’re in jail they will truly gain satisfaction
Care packages, 3 squares and a cot
Boy you really showed them you’re the boss… now what else ya’ got?
Look how quickly Gray turned to red
Destruction in your eyes, have you forgotten the other colors in which our ancestral flag fly’s?… Red, black and green… Seen?
Tell me how your behavior wasn’t more than just a selfish act
Freddy Gray lost his life in a questionable way
The riots you initiated just took focus away
This was not about you
It’s about entitlement of our rights and respect that we are due
It’s about penalizing those who don’t recognize we all share a common birth right:
Regardless if we are black, red, yellow, blue or white!
“We hold these truths to be self-evident that ALL men are created equal. That they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights…”
Look how quickly Gray turned to red
Eyes burning like fire, elevating your ignorance higher and higher
Kill or be killed living a modern western movie everyday
Until we look at the ground, turn on the hose to wash your blood stains away
Leaving families to mourn and the underlying problems are still unchanged
Look how quickly Gray turned to red
All the destruction you caused proved…<fill in the blank>
Wtf was running through your damn head?!!!
Guess what… justice still needs to be served and the dead remain dead
© Soulmuze, May, 2015
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Butterfly Kiss:
verb; random light, passionate kisses sending every nerve
into an emotional frenzy.
We all have encountered someone that had the power of the butterfly kiss… And if you haven’t yet I hope one day you will…
Shift my cascading hair,
Plant your warm soft lips gently on the nape of my neck
Feel my body tremble
Glide your hands around my waist
Pulling me closer, your soft lips begin to graze my face
Trembling with excitement
Moisture begins to flow
As the anxiety begins to grow
Slide your hands between my thighs
The heat of our passion begins to rise
Soft gentle moans escape our lips as we grind our hips
Those special kisses on my neck, shoulders, cheeks and eyes
Begins to grace my breasts, stomach, hips now my thighs
Butterfly kisses so soft, gentle and sweet
Makes my insides flutter and my knees weak
Butterfly kisses is where it all began,
A sensation that I will remember time and again
© Soulmuze 2014
I listen as poets deliver their words with action
Stirring your spirit causing rippling reactions
Yet all I can do is speak
They flail their arms giving life to words
Jumping from their lips like colorful birds
Yet all I can do is speak
Using sing song inflections and vowel imperfections
Yet All I can so is speak
Eyes to the sky, then their head drops low
Taking on a lyrical roller coaster as you watch the show
Yet all I can do is speak
Face distorted body contorted
Yet all I can do is speak…
Will you hear my words the same?
Hear my questions, feel my passions and my pain?
I cannot act out my lyrical prose to make you pay attention
Or clap standing tall on the tip of your toes
All I can do is speak and speak and speak
My words are no less or no more
And when I’m done my mic still drops to the floor
I hope you hear me just the same
For no matter the delivery no words are spoken in vain
© Soulmuze 2014
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