A Veces
Sometimes I write slow
Sometimes I write quick
Sometimes it's for the show
Sometimes it's truth to it
Sometimes I want her mind
But her clothes attract me to her hips
Or the middle part of her chest where her top starts to dip
I want to be intellectual
But she's licking her lips and her walk is so se*ual
I want to tell her that she's fine but in the back of my mind I
want to let her go
Sometimes I wanna stop playing the games and just them go
Afraid if I remain the same I'm gonna let her go
Let her go?
But I believe in destiny so if it's meant to be then can I really
let her go?
Sometimes I write slow
Sometimes I write quick
Sometimes it's for the show
Sometimes it's truth to it
I wanna be healthy and change my ways
But I realized something slick the other day
They say it's the people that they care about
Food so cheap u can't fear a drought
U can eat "real good" off the $1 value meal
But your intestines understand that food isn't real
And over a period of time u know how your insides start to feel?
They not snakes trying to be fake- but they selling u a discount
on food that u both know is fake
And that's to eliminate the hood
Bc they know they aren't as educated and think they living
"large" when they "small" bc they misunderstood
But if you wanted to eat a healthy salad per se
U have extra prices to pay
$5 for one foot long at Subway
Eating organic only fits those in another tax bracket but that's
not the topic of today
Sometimes I sit and get disgusted
The people with the most seem to be the ones that can't be trusted
Sometimes I wonder if things were the reverse route
What if the healthiest things were the cheapest things out ?
What if it was illegal for the country to have you on the streets
without a house?
Or at least a bed and a roof over your head?
What if money for wars went to those starving instead?
Sometimes I write slow
Sometimes I write quick
Sometimes it's for the show
Sometimes it's truth to it
Sometimes I sit and think about it
The other day someone asked me what I could do about it?
I told him that I could pay attention
And try to be the voice that will spark somebody out there to
listen
Sometimes I get confused on how to make these things end
But if this inspires you to make a difference then my job is done
my friend
"That One New Years Night..."
"That
One New Years Night..."
This is
the real life story of how I spent a New Years
No
secrets or innuendos I'll keep it real here
Woke up -
with the Lord on my mind
So
gracious and thankful for making it through all those days that were behind
I
remember my OG, once told me
"It's
something for a man to start the year off on his knees."
He meant
in praise
Not in
vomit because you've stayed and had one two many
And for
some reason this is the thought that stayed on my mind
Then
something told me "call their number" or "check to see if they
are open on-line"
But I
said "it has to be open- it's New Years"- so I'll be fine
Sent a
few texts to see who was trying to meet up
Got a few
responses from my boys who were hype and geeked up
And that's to be expected because they trying to go out and ball
So I just
prepared myself for the expected dialogue:
"U trying to go to church tonight?"
"It's
New Years Eve bruh- u kidding right?"
"Nah
I wanna do something different this time around."
"I
feel u, well hit me up when u done I'm sure I'll still be out on the
town."
Called another friend and said "You wanna do New Years at
church? We have nothing to lose - we have been out before and it's been the
worst."
He said
"True but you know this party will be rocking, you know how we get it
poppin. I hope you're rolling because
these
girls goin be rockin, rolling and their clothes goin start dropping! You
know it's going to get extra poppin once those champagne bottles start
poppin!"
Sent
another one of my boys a text and u know what he said?
Nothing
at all - instead his read receipt just said "read"
So I'm in the car shirt and tie looking nice
Ready to
praise Christ
Wonder
why it's so hard to get people to praise him on one night?
Windows
rolled down, radio is on
Girl photo
in a tight dress lights up on my phone
I'm
thinking out loud "Maybe I should turn around?"
"No
way" so I just turned the phone- face side down
Thought
this was just the devil showing up when I was church bound
Still
time to park and get inside
But to my
surprise
Not a car
in sight
Should
have used my earlier insight because I'm the only car in.....this.... site!
So
annoyed
I think
of my boys and all the joys
But
there's two more churches down the street my thoughts have become a decoy
Drive
past another one with no lights on that's not a good sign
Flip my
phone over clock flashes 11:59
Really
upset with myself I knew I should have checked online
Still
nothing in sight and I've passed another church that's the 3rd time
Texts
come in the ball drops - happy New Year
I park
and look up and wonder how come nobody is here
Then
appears fire works I start to see a crowd
People
staggering slurring their words being real loud
I decide
to drive home thinking "wrong night wrong crowd"
My boy
texted me back "church over? its goin be a party til 4 amhere"
Passed at
least 5 bars on the way home not a church appeared
I began
to blink
In
disbelief so I began to think:
Is it
really harder to find God than it is to find beer?
Or liquor
or wine or whatever the vice is for that year?
Wow and I
thought "it's crazy that people walk the Vegas strips day and night
24 hours
you can lose your soul
(For a
fee)
But 24
hours you can't find a church to help u see the light of Christ
(That's
for free)"
Came home
got in the bed S-M-H (shaking my head)
What a night
But
something just didn't seem right
Tried to
sleep tight
But I
couldn't - Let's be serious
Couldn't
let that moment go without sharing experiences I'm too curious
It was
like
I finally saw the picture like I was on FaceTime or
Skype
So I got up grabbed my pen and pad and began to write
And I
titled that story poem:
"That
One New Years Night..."
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