The vagabond

Run find your place vagabond. Have shame your a disgrace vagabond. You make it obvious with all your pain. No one cares. Because at the end of the day, they laugh and stare. They place snares around you. Slipping bananas…
So you can bust your ass, vagabond.
Yet their cheerful smile, enticing loud.
You make them proud as you approach the crowd.
Reaching acceptance, finally oh wow.
Then the same shit happens, yet you wonder how?
Because your heart is out exposed to the world
so loud.
Your cries for love reach the eternal grounds.
They echo clearly, so does your frown…
Comply with your treatment, yes that’s how!
you’ll get them to see, yes they’ll know now.
How normal you can be and accept this now.
How many times can they hurt you, vagabond
they don’t deserve you…vagabond.
So take your stick with bag attached
keep looking for a place to crash…
Never once looking back, never once loosing track
of the mission at hand. To impart justice, peace through facts.
To express yourself with rap on wax.
Whatever your passion is whatever your goals are
vagabond, relax.
You will do what you think, it’s just a matter of time.
Before they see you come forth and manifest the divine.
So keep pushing vagabond, don’t hide. So keep living nonchalant,
remember they don’t like your kind. Vagabond.

When I became a woman…..

When I became a woman
When I became a woman it was the hardest decision I made.
It meant putting my feelings aside not doing the same.
Things that were foreign to me, I did truly ashamed.
But now I know better so it wasn’t in vain.
When I became a woman it was so clearly to see,
how foolish I had been so eager to please.
To put away myself so quickly was me
Now I put myself first, I live vicariously.
When I became a woman I put away childish things
No more meaningless flings for material things.
Or wishing and hoping for that engagement ring.
I just focused on myself, one day he’ll walk in!
When I became a woman it had nothing to do with a sexual act
It wasn’t a moment of lust or a moment of facts.
It was a new perspective that I took on like that.
A new way of thinking from experiences that
changed me for the better, made me love what I lack.

Let us remember….

Let us remember above all we were created equal 
by a god so see through
His intent unique to 
those who worship and believe who answers prayers that deliver you from the hopelessness of pain.
No one dies in vain, nothing new under the sun. Everything remains the same.
The lives of the victims will impact some how, some way….
As I ponder what more to say I realized how much more I pray. How much more I wait on the call to be answered some how, some way.
So the victim’s lives will be exalted, a prime example of how much the Lord had loved them. 
Contrary to legalistic beliefs, he adored them.
And my heart cries to them that mourn.
The loss of a loved one my heart is torn. 
See to their families they were not gay so and so. 
They were people who they once lived for. So now tell them who will they live for? 
Some were Daughters and sons who had just begun to live out, to have fun. 
Some left their children with their sitter 
Never to hear their mothers whispers at night its cold when you have no one…..
some were brothers lovers or friends attached at the hip until the end never to realize that it will all end on that dreadful night to sleep they were sent…….
I speak peace love and joy 
I speak of a world where hate no longer destroys.
A place where we can all enjoy where we see each other as people not toys.
That we respect each others choice but can come together and rejoice.
That we have a God who loves us all that he can trully fill the void.