Intersection
At the intersection of faith and reason
I held Gods laughter
The struggles of my character
Paid forward
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The Quiet Observer
The quiet observer hides in empty corners
at the edge of silence
She intrudes on isolation
climbing over walls of solitude
emerging from the abyss of the soul
At awakenings awkward moment...
she plunges from societal grace into unknown heavens
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“I see god in her”
I see god in her
In her strength
her courage
In her wisdom
And her faith
I found God in her
and I loved her fiercely
Against the winds of humanity
It was in her arms
That I found my faith
In her arms courage reached for me
embraced my sanity
and I see God in her
A voice of reason
And I escape my convictions
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“Running”
I spend a lot of time looking for God
Seeking faith
Running from the devil
Got me running on empty
Fears in my mind
Doing time
Madness up in my rhymes
Just doing time
I spend a lot of time running from the devil
Praying hard
Running toward God
My mind pushing and pulling in everyway
Bending beyond sanity
Doing time
Just doing time
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The rhetoric of denial
Civic pride in the finest hour
overwhelmed my sense of fear
by a total sense of rage
my rage is their rage
casualties of injustice trivialized and exploited
endless cycles of frustration and despair
Black oppression
twisting our expectations
into a house divided against itself
which cannot stand
in the wake of human sexuality
hear frustrations edge closer to despair
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Am I my fathers keeper?
He found redemption
danced with the devil
got lost in frustration
from the pain in his heart and
the fear that griped his soul
Am I my father’s keeper
A puff away from reality
Dreams up in smoke
Trading life for a toke
of sin
His new found friend
Am I my father’s keeper
I’m down on my knees
Praying for you
Your soul is on fire
And you don’t know what to do
Am I my father’s keeper
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Nubian
So when asked if my love for my brothers of color had been stolen
I simply reply
There is but a thread of love
which bonds me to my brothers
Perhaps through the fabric of that simple thread
I will have found the strength to forgive
For they are my people and if I can not show an enemy to forgive
then I too am part of a mighty problem
and I hold barriers within my culture
a culture which would never survive among such revengeful hearts
I am bitter and I search deep for acknowledgement of my pain
only to resurface with nothing but compassion
My mind shutters with anger
seeking revenge from even the most innocent
But I am not weak enough to allow hate to take over
it is not within me
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