THE VOW

                                        THE  VOW

I vow on this day, before God and man, to love you unselfishly 

To love you for who you are and not who I want you to be

I'll be your strength, your help, your comfort, your companion

I will be this and everything that love demands of me

That you may find warmth in my arms and always call it home

I vow to cherish our differences, to agree to disagree

To speak candidly when it's need and to share the silence too

I'll dream with you- dreams only we will share

I will stand by you, the man I am, and help you love life

That you may fill all the days of your life with happiness

I vow to love, cherish and honor you the cherub of my universe

To quench my thirst only from the waters of your fountain

I'll be devoted to this vow and honor its sacredness 

I will wake and it shall be my guide, my commandment to your heart

That I may be reminded of how God, on this day, has favored me

I vow, above all, to love you my love.

THE RAP SONG PROSE

ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME so ITS ME AGAINST THE WORLD, MANY MEN plot my demise as I STARE THROUGH MY REAR-VIEW but I'M NOT AFRAID. All I need is ONE MIC, one opportunity, and in that MOMENT OF LIFE I will PICK THE WORLD. I'VE BEEN THROUGH THE WIRE if you can fathom that. Though nothing can compare to when I lost my DEAR MAMA a pain that violently runs vein deep I have nothing but SUICIDAL THOUGHTS and in my penniless pocket a LETTER TO MY UNBORN CHILD. Do you know what it feels like when you're about to LOOSE YOURSELF? To want to cry but the tears won't come? even when you have BETTER DAYS you get a knife and you just want to cut yourself, release some of the pressure that has become an abscesses, but it seems no one understands your GHETTO GOSPEL. AIN'T NO SUNSHINE just darkness and sniffles ON MY BLOCK while the watchers watch and the system harasses but still they have no clue WHO WE BE. It's hard to KEEP YOUR HEAD UP while walking down these streets, I learnt to SMILE to keep from being smothered  by my own pain. But the battle wages on for me step by step, heart to heart, even though I'm battle torn I try not to show it like a TOY SOLIDER. I've to keep on walking,meditating as I continue to grow ONE DAY AT A TIME though its hard to carry on and I know the future may not hold any CHANGES. I am not alone on these streets, I've travelled with travelers, young and old of different races. We have shared our struggles, we lost some loved ones on this hard road we travelled, we have reached heights but mostly loosing ground, but the  journey continues on until we reach THE ROAD TO ZION. At this point in MY LIFE have to save my soul, I've made to many sacrifices it seems, but I'm always at war with my shadow at every CROSSROAD.

THINKING OF YOU

Thinking of you

A dark cloud on my lonely mind shadows the days I spend alone The Eden of bliss you nurtured inside me now turns to stone In your absence, a brooding need for your warmth grows colder The hour, the calendar, all seem to be making me older I’ve held ample tears over and over till my eyes they’ve blind Some topple and mar my countenance but it pains most in my mind My other senses grow imperfect because of my eyes’ anguish I am an emotional wreck, a ruined piece of nature living to perish

Nights so long and cold now I gradually understand that an autumn Has passed. I snuggled in the blanket of your beauty, now it’s all torn. My emotions, swirls of wind like a cyclone, injure my heart with rages of reminiscent storms. In the poverty of loneliness, misery is my wages