A series of my Blackity Black.


They said we could walk on this side of the road

with peace and humanity.

They said we could ride this bus

with dignity and freedom.

They said we could eat supper here

with our shade on our sleeves.

They said we could attend school

with civilization and equality

They said we were free of brutality.

The bodies build as the lies do so.

2 My Brother

My brother was shot

My brother was killed 

Before my eyes

His pride was taken away 

My brother was a shade darker than you 

And you killed my brother

2 My Brother, 

Why they do this?

Was it because you were innocent?

Was it because you were minding your own business?

Or was it because you were unarmed?

My brother, O’my brother

They’re going to be forgiven

For what they did to you 

But your legacy will haunt their lives 


My brother. 

3 Goodbyes

I am not the messenger.

I am not the fault.

I am not the spiral of silence.

I am not the patient.

I am angry.

I am a homeowner.

I am a daughter.

I am a mother.

I am a sister.

I am a black activist.

I am a helper.

I am a doctor.

I am a teacher.

I am a movement. 

I am a human.

Treat us as we are.

4 Letter Word

When the days past 

The bodies begin to pile.

Voice of our speeches risen 

The color of our skin grew.

As it grew, 

We knew the 4 letter word

will swell and leave us scared.

The push 

We had 

The word, 

We didn’t. 

Last Try 

this is our moment,

to relive and possess.

My sisters, 

My brothers, 

Today we will overcome 

We will make the freedom


We will stop the crime

We will wear our shade on our sleeves

With pride

With dignity

With freedom.

We will smell the long living roots in the air

We will come in the center

Hold hands 

and become harmony. 

One more time,

Praise it.


C.R.E.A.M … just not me.

You hear the saying that “Money is the root of all evil” and you think, “PAPER?? DIRTY PAPER WITH DEAD FACES ON IT??? HOW COULD IT BE?!?” Money makes us mad. It turns us upside down. It makes us unhappy. I always said that I will NEVER allow money to play a factor into my life in which I feel that I only need money to put a smile on my face. I Stan!! When I’m around my happiness .. everything that I cannot go and buy with money.. that’s what makes me happy. Yes, I would like to go and buy those people things. Yes, I would like to go and vacay on someone’s beach… yes, those things are great… but they are extras that will always be available to me. My time with the people I love can get taken away any second. I can’t allow money to make me forget that. Dear Money, you will not break me. Dear Money, you are loose… you are accessible to more people than time is. Dear Money, YOU ARE FOR EVERYBODY. Yes I like you… but you don’t rule me. You may rule everything around me… but NOT me. You don’t control me. My relationship is abusive and I am above you. More people should look at money as part of the vision, not the whole vision. Because you will be unhappy plenty of days. Don’t allow money to forget where you are… WHO YOU ARE. Money can be taken away and gotten right back, just like *snap finger* that. But the time that you waste being angry and malicious over money… it can’t be given back. And that’s just me trying to RapRealOlogy.

Relationships? Yes. Committed? No.

How to be in relationships when you’re not fully committed? Sis, you DON’T.

What’s the point of investing your time, patience, and finances when you not fully committed?? Why give you and someone else the stress of having the energy wasted?? It’s it no commitment, then it’s no relationship. Maybe a sex partner at best? Or maybe just a friend with those things called benefits. So, all of the above. Just saying that you’ve been in a relationship and putting that behind someone’s identity (and yes I went that far) when you KNOW you not inviting them to the family cookout, then just zont zo it. Some people make their relationship a priority, a full time job, a 9-5, a bill payer, and still they get hurt… by people that want to be in relationships but not committed. So at the end of the day, just don’t waste ya time and your (FB) time by getting all the benefits but taking no responsibilities. Just Always RapRealOlogy.


Not The First Blog, Just The First To Actually Get Posted.

I don’t feel like I need to preach to the world or nothing like that. I just feel like I share what I say, and if listeners get it, they get it. And I never underestimate the audience’s ability to feel me.

~ Erykah Badu

This is not the first blog, just the first to actually get posted. I’ve been writing since the age of 9. Anything you think I couldn’t write. I could. I can. But blogging was something I never started and actually continued. However, now is different. I learned that I’m inspiring, so I want to do just that. Everything from my life, your life, your neighbor’s life, I can hit on. Leave me comments. Let me know wassup. Cause everything is realology. I’m just here to make peace, love, and red beans.

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