He’s Become Me and I Him

Just like dad

I’m mimicking his footsteps 

Out before sun up 

Back after sun down

They lay asleep

Kisses and a prayer for each 

As I promise a better tomorrow 

Just like me

I hear him speak 

“Papi what time did you get home last night?”

Stopped in my tracks, I pick him up into my arms and see me

Kisses and hugs is all I have to give

Remembering that’s what I got

Just like now

He looks back

Sees his sons on the same track

Hustling and moving 

Taking one step back

Seeing into the future

As he looks into the past

Connecting the dots 

One by one

Like a celestial constellation that tells a story of

What was, what is, and what is to be 

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He Knows the Path

My heart is sad

Filled with pain

After seeing so much

What have I gained?

Hurt and hope mixed together

Both intertwined

Wrapped up

I choke up

My heart beat

Beating faster and faster

Not knowing what is or what is to come

I struggle to catch my breath

I pause to B-R-E-A-T-H-E

Filling my lungs with life

Closing my eyes my soul, breathes

Refreshed with what is and

The pain subsides

Because God is my guide

Leading the way as always

I take His hand and breathe

Knowing that in Him the truth lies

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They Make a Difference

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Give them the strength to believe in themselves

To understanding that failure is just part of the process and failing successfully is an art

Let them climb as high as they can because they can

Harder still let them fall, scrape their knees, get up and give it another go

Go further for them

Believe in them

Show them there are no limits to your love and what they will do

Let them believe that they can and they will

Vision Over Desires

Making it a point To make it
Creating a vision

That’s greater than my desires

Maintaining prescision over my decisions

Keep the ego in check

I want to soar higher

Making my vision greater than my desires
You can want what you want

But nothing going to be given

Papi told me when I was just a kid

No ones going to take a dollar out of his pocket to give it to you 

So I’m putting in the work

Stay on my hustle 

Keeping faithful to my vision

Leaving a Better Place

What do you have to release from your grasp now?
In order to make room for what is to come
Moving you past your past
Stepping up into a future that’s bigger
You figured out
How the work of the present
Presents you with presents
To hand off to those who are present
Knowing that the powers within you
To create, mold, and disrupt
Getting your hands dirty, clean
You’re battle scarred, experienced
Standing tall, righteous
Stepping firm, confident
All the while
Becoming the change you want to see in the world

People watching

Pretty toes
Concealing clothes
What I wouldn’t give to see what your reading, “Soul Prints”
I’m curious to know what you know
Silky white pants with open cuffs
Knit sleeveless sweater
With eyes framed in wire glasses
Leather briefcase hanging form your shoulder
Black sandals accentuate your toes
Colored in cream, Mmmm
Peaches and cream

As I watched Bella sleeping…

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My princess she is sleeping
Deep in slumber
Dreaming of Prince Charming
The 7 dwarfs and Diego
Thoughts so pure
Conscious so light
She floats
Above us above the world
Like an angel
Carried on a cloud above the rest
She rests
Snuggled
Lost in a dream
Where life is what it is supposed to be
Quiet beautiful loving nurturing
She will awake to our world
Quietly beautiful loving nurturing

Laundry comes to mind

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Laundry is spinning
Twirling and tumbling
Colors going round
Like if I’d eaten some
Psychedelic
Hallucinogenic shrooms
The washer swishes
The dryer shakes
Colors going round
I’m in a trance
The bell rings
And put in another load

Are you being entertained or programmed?

To many wasting time smoking
cess
Deweeding their minds
Causing this mess
Dipped in the pool of consumer
Debt
Ceiling
Hard to keep up with Kardashians
Their hope Quivers
Robyn’em of change promised
They sit while cancer lurks
Sneakers scuffed
Been Appled picked
Taxed out of the bracket
the Jones done kept
But lets forget all this mess
Reach out to your baby mama & spark up that
cess.
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Side note: Don’t’ know why I went old school with pop culture I wonder if you can pick up the references on above poem. Was watching TV flipping channels between CNN Doc on Marijuana buisness and The Kardashians and thinking to myself are these people for real!?!

Solace in her eyes

I find solace only in her eyes

That rock me to sleep like a lullaby

Baby I can’t believe

I’ve fallen

As I stand up to face the world with all its ills

My strength and will cannot be shaken

For I have found myself and my love