Sunday, September 26, 2010

Unsteady Pencil

We keep searching o4 our soul , trying so hard to not let iht go , finding word of light .& caves of darkness .finding words of might for slaves of heartships .ihts hard to look baqk when yhu lost yhur hind sight , ihts hard too look ahead when yhur hiking ihn night light . when the times right , yhur fear will become your inspiration , when yhur mind fights yhur tears will become yhur seperation . For ihf an angel can not cry , and or die , then how can an angel be an angel ihf iht takes death to fly . Our mind body .& soul create a triangle that tri-angels the square deads ihn circus circles . We go searching for peace , trying so hard to slay our inter beast , ! Our needing ihs what gets ihn the way of our wanting , our choosings ihs what takes us away from our hauntings , and my soul chose to be on stage during gods act . Buht my ego ihs trying to say that ihts a breach of contract . So i rock that craddle till the child falls asleep , so that all the autumn leaves that wash the street , never become obsolete or pause the beat .& skip one beat when yhur heart stops . Yhull never hear the silence ihf yhur living ihn the click clock tik tok , a bracelet of light , replaced my wrist watch . So when i looked down for the time , i remembered that iht stopped . Where are yhu right now .? Who are yhu right now .? What has become of yhu , have yhu done what people have expected yhu too do ., .& whats convienient for yhur life . Have yhu placed inverted headphones ihn yhur skull , too block out yhur inervoice . Have yhu followed yhu heart . Or has yhur heart followed yhu , being dragged by the chains of yhur brain , patiently waiting for yhu to grab the untouched key from gods fingertips .& place iht ihn yhur third eye . Yhu ate a creation of love , a manifestation of a dream . And who am i , i am not a poet sitting ihn my room , i am not the words coming out of yhur cage . Who am i .! A stranger , a friend , a beginning too yhur end .& like traveling poets , am i a homeless man , am i looking for something to do .!! NO !!! I am jhuss a reflektion ohf yhu , so when yhu clap , clap o4 yhurself ,. When yhu make judgements of others , think , yhur only judging yhurself . When yhu stand still ihn life , yhur only running from death ,. So live , live like everyone .& anything yhu dreamed . Dream like there ihs no such thing to dream . Yhu think that this ihs a movie , well ihts jhust a preview . Jhuss always remember that yhu made me ihn the image of yhurself . :)
Sept 25 , 2010 
Finished aht 1:43 pm
By : Bryonna Carson .

Sunday, April 18, 2010


Lord ..... Why did you make me black? Why did you make someone the world would holdback? Black is the color of dirty clothes, of grimy hands and feet... Black is the color of darkness, of tired beaten streets... Why did you give me thick lips, a broad nose and kinky hair? Why did you create someone who receives the hated stare? Black is the color of the bruised eye when someone gets hurt... Black is the color of darkness, black is the color of dirt. Why is my bone structure so thick, my hips and cheeks so high? Why are my eyes brown, and not the color of the sky? Why do people think I'm useless? How come I feel so used? Why do people see my skin and think I should be abused? Lord, I just don't understand... What is it about my skin? Why is it some people want to hate me and not know the person within? Black is what people are "Labeled" when others want to keep them away... Black is the color of shadows cast... Black is the end of the day. Lord you know my own people mistreat me, and you know this just ain't right... They don't like my hair, they don't like my skin, as they say I'm too dark or too light! Lord, don't you think it's time to make a change? Why don't you redo creation and make everyone the same?
God's Reply: Why did I make you black? Why did I make you black? I made you in the color of coal from which beautiful diamonds are formed... I made you in the color of oil, the black gold which keeps people warm. Your color is the same as the rich dark soil that grows the food you need... Your color is the same as the black stallion and panther, Oh what majestic creatures indeed! All colors of the heavenly rainbow can be found throughout every nation... When all these colors are blended, you become my greatest creation! Your hair is the texture of lamb's wool, such a beautiful creature is he... I am the shepherd who watches them, I will ALWAYS watch over thee! You are the color of the midnight sky, I put star glitter in your eyes... There's a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain... That's why your cheeks are so high! You are the color of dark clouds from the hurricanes I create in September... I made your lips so full and thick, so when you kiss...they will remember! Your stature is strong, your bone structure thick to withstand the burden of time... The reflection you see in the mirror, that image that looks back, that is MINE! So get off your knees, look in the mirror and tell me what you see? I didn't make you in the image of darkness... I made you in the image of ME!