Raw Power

Ever wake up and felt like you had undeniable raw power?

Like you could reshape the world around you within the hour?

Okay maybe not on such a grand scale.

But why not casually hold the power to throw a blue whale?

Is this the power to control the world’s very elements?

Or with a simple touch cure all earthly ailments.

Ok its not that, but this feeling isn’t a coindence.

Its something better, God given Self-Confidence.

A feeling of immense power from within thy self.

A power that should be used, its part of your wealth.

Look in the mirror smiling, and bring yourself to prominence.

Always take pride in you, exude your Self-Confidence.

 

-Poetic Ice

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To Be Human Is To Be Powerless

To be human is to be powerless. To live is to be fragile. So to make up for our weakness we ascertain power through knowledge and innovation. Innovation that leads to “technology”. Whether it was the wheel or contacts that detect drop in blood glucose levels, we revel in our technology because it makes us feel powerful.

“Humanity has grown immensely powerful with their advancements in knowledge and technology. We can prolong life and live better, but we will never prevent death. Only delay it. We are growing in power yes, but we are but fledgling trees standing in the path of the Hurricane that is God. We know not of true power but we fantasize about it.”

I say that because now matter how powerful we make ourselves We won’t stop the inevitability of death. It’s the common denominator amongst us mortal beings, and when we are reminded of that fact I hate it so much. It’s that reminder that makes you feel so helplessly powerless in life no matter the knowledge and power you posses.

A reminder came for me today at my job. This week there has just been an abnormal rise in the humane euthanasia rate so all of my co-workers were feeling their mortality. None more so than the Veterinarians I’m sure. But today a patient with a terminal condition came for a routine check up and was exhibiting signs of distress. With this job you see this day in and day out, and are trained to know this could improve for a while, or go downhill quickly. I KNOW that going in to the Vet Clinic everyday. But seeing this pet struggle just to find comfort and then finally getting comfortable softened my exterior long enough to be reminded we are only humans with limited control. Once the patient started to settle the clients were ready to check out, but in a matter of minutes their conditioned crashed and we were rushing to save its life. It was seconds, but felt like an eternity, and eventually the pet passed away in my arms. As a human you come face To face with your own mortality when you see the life leave another beings eyes. It hurt me to be powerless in stopping that pets passing. At the same time I knew it was better that way instead prolonging their suffering. Humans make the call for Humane Euthanasia all the time, and we have been all week it seems but this time it was God who took over the situation.

It was a reminder that at any given moment things could change, and our power is rendered useless in the face of Destiny. We are Human, a fleeting fragile thing that try to to dominate this Earth. It’s our nature to live and obtain as much power as we can so we do. We strengthen our fragility to its peak, more so with each passing generation. Why? Because we must continue to improve. To stop would mean to cease to exist, and we humans no matter how many times we are reminded we aren’t always in charge won’t stop searching for power.

To be human is to be powerless. To live is to be fragile. To have a finite mortality means defying it at every turn until the end. That is our destiny.

But that’s just my two cents on the world around me

Poetic Ice

Fifty Shades Of Grey trailer release: A Let Down

As the link above you will show you, the 50 Shades of Grey theatrical trailer was released today for the world to finally see. Fan girls young and old rejoiced the world over at the sight of erotic fiction leading man and lady, Christian Grey and Anastasia Steel being portrayed by Jamie Dornan and Dakota Johnson respectively.

The question is, what is all the hype about now that the trailer has been seen? Also is this film going to live up to the hype and fame that precedes it thanks to the successful novels by E.L. James? In my humble Opinion, no it is not. Now with me being a 25 year old African American male, I am not in the target audience for the novels or the movie so I’m already naturally biased. I’ll be the first to admit I’m pretty much impervious to all the elements that attract people to the series. Two things made me pay attention to it though. First, my beautiful wife is reading them and we like to read novels together. Second, I’m a writer myself so I can appreciate someone using their talents and getting recognized. With that said congrats to E.L. James on your success.

But, her success is the film’s failure if not done correctly. Because of the hype created by the novels, the film’s have a mountain to climb just to stand up on their own pedestal. As all of us do, I have my own vision of Christian Grey in my mind thanks to the description in th novel, and Jamie Dornan isn’t it. This is another Rocky crag on this mountain, because the fans all see him as a different person. It will be hard and pretty much impossible to please everyone with their choice of a leading man. Good luck Dornan, you will need it to successful seduce America Anastasia. Personally I think he needs more masculine features. Dornan’s Grey just seems to soft thus far.

I didn’t leave out the wonderful Ms. Steel played by Johnson. My wife and I have envisioned Ana as a quite beautiful young woman who just doesn’t know how gorgeous she is. A woman who hasn’t acknowledged her beauty that Her inner goddess has long accepted. Johnson captures the hum drum I don’t care about media’s perception of beauty and I don’t know I’m beautiful look, but she looks older than Dornan in some of those scenes. Her acting will have to shine through for me to believe her to be this naive girl that will be enveloped into this world of Hard and Soft limits.

Neither of these leads do it for me, but that is just me. Its my opinion, I still hope it’s a good movie. Its just going to be hard to shine with that much of a wall to climb towards success.

(Oh and this trailer being banned from TV is rubbish, they didn’t show anything worth banning. I hope that is just a silly rumor to make people crave it more.)

-Poetic Ice

16-21

She is so confident in her arrogance
so full of hubris it’s pathetic
her pride blinded her to the modest truth
her walk is so beautifully grotesque
she inspires the gossip that we crave for
you know, the words we seek such as WHORE
her credo is her body is a temple
but the monks don’t worship there
because the once holy fountains spew liquor now
second hand smoke clouds her lungs
but her brain takes a long drage on stupidity
she so proudly claims no man will make her break her vow
the vow she made to God, but her fingers were crossed by Satan
Long before she said I do, she laid down with a few
but if anyone ask, she’s a virgin
who must be named Mary, but she wasn’t carrying Christ
the liquor caused her to miscarry her twins
Twins who shall be named hope and salvation
the loss of all redemption caused her to commit suicide
but she didn’t slit her wrist or overdose
she fucked away her life, sleeping with any able bodied man
until she caved in, and lay her head upon the chest of A.I.D.S
And slowly drifted away to a final sleep
But she will never rest in peace
her name will always be spoken among the masses
because she was the one girl who lied to herself and started taking shot glasses/
her story will be passed by word of mouth as a warning to girls
girls ages 16-21, because this is there possible story

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A poem I wrote a few years back, but will forever remain relevant. Girls don’t need to give up their bodies for attention and love, but they do it. It’s sad but continues to happen, so we must educate the ones who haven’t yet and let them know that this is not the way, sex does not lead to status in life. In most cases it will only lead to them receiving a derogatory title from their peers. Sex can wait young ladies, and drugs and alcohol are not a prequisite to be known to the world around your, or to hide your pain… Ask for help if you need it, never try to drown or smoke it away.

Family

They are the people who love you.
Hold you
Teach you
Nurture you
There when you are sad
The ones that drive you mad
The biggest support structure you have
And the ones who induce the most rage
Make you feel free in a cage
Trapped in your free expression
At the same time the reason for your progression/
The main combatants of your oppression/
Welcomed you with open arms when you came from above/
They are the physical form of true love
A conundrum in and of itself
But they are your family, an inexhaustible form of wealth

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B.A.K.

I start this with a newly made acronym, B.A.K.. This lovely gem stands for Bad Ass Kids and was created earlier today when I was at my cousins beautiful wedding.

We arrived promptly at 9:30am for a 10:00am wedding and were shown to our seats and we marveled at the display of amour and generally enjoyed the friendly atmosphere. Then enters a badly broken man, and his three kids that clearly were half human, and half hell beast. The broken man was seated next to my wife, brother, sister, and I and his kids decided now was the tome to make as much noise and do the most moving possible. This was the beginning of what was to be a somewhat annoying day.

Once the bridal party began proceeding in and were naturally silenced ourselves they naturally began talking more and raising their voices. And snickering. And asking is that the bride, even though she was the only woman in a white dress wearing a veil and following the young man who had a sign that said “here comes the bride”. Once the ceremony actually started and the preacher started giving a mighty engaging speech the kids were determined to disrupt him by making the most noise and crying. This poor broken father quietly attempted to stop them, but this was a losing battle.

The reception followed and their wrath was augmented by they voracious need to be everywhere at once, and their frustration with the fact that they can’t be. We were seated in the reception hall awaiting the bridal party to be done with their photo shoot so we can have our brunch and fun. But these there mini terrorist who were again seated behind us decided to yell, scream, and randomly hit my chair for the next fourth five minutes. This was the most aggravating thing in the world, but the thing that made it worse is that the father wasn’t trying to discipline the children. The mother was working the room as a wedding photographer and too busy to help. Once the food was uncovered the kids proceeded to run up and thrust their hands into it, and/or take it off the table. The staff all started to tell the kids to stop and escorting them back to their father. These strangers within the community were the ones disciplining these kids.

With all that said, now I can ask my question are the kids really bad, or are the parents bad? The kids don’t really know any better and if their parents are allowing it they can only think that this is the way the world works. Can we really be angry with the babies if the mother and father may as well be nonexistent? Is it really the communitiy’s job to discipline people’s kids or is that a job solely reserved for the parents?

What do you think? Today the world around me showed me that some parents lacked certain things that the community made up for, and it was a sad sad sight.

Who’s job is it to discipline kids, and is it the child’s fault they are bad if they don’t know any better?
Let me know

-Poetic Ice

Violence

Violence
Running rampant in our world/
Torturing our community/
Killing our people/
Protected under the law/
America’s frozen heart will never thaw/
Zimmerman and Dunn
“Stood Their ground” and won/
Martin and Davis bled out away from parents, never again to see the sun/
Irony never hit harder in the sunshine state/
Its apparent if you own a gun you control fate/
The fates of unarmed children/
Honestly does that make you a hero then?/
A hoodie, skittles, music, and tea…/
Did you know they were your life’s fee?/
Martin and Davis and so many others/
God, do you hear all of the weeping fathers and mothers?/
Brothers and sisters?
All because of two unforgiving misters?
Zimmerman and Dunn
let me ask do you feel our shun?
Or rage, hate fear, disgust, confusion?
At the fact that you are afforded rights, and you abused them?
Remorse?
Regret?
Do you feel them?
Your psychological wounds, time may never heal them/
This mental struggle is yours and yours alone/
Because these boys can never go home/
You stood you ground in Florida, you know your rights.
But would there be a ground to stand on if they were whites?
Or girls
Muslim or atheist?
Or in another country?
In a dictatorship or empire?/
A democracy allows you to vote on whats murder or not./
And votes can always be bought!/
As long as I pay my taxes and feel threatened without proof I can decide who gets shot/
If you can’t see the wrong in this, you’re blind/
What warped propaganda has twisted your mind?/
Your another zimmerman and Dunn waiting to happen/
And when it does your like minded clan will be clapping/
We as humans apparently need something to save us/
Before there is another Trayvon Martin and Jordan Davis.

R.I.P. Young men, guide us from the other side and greet us with arms opened wide my brothers, not because of race, because of our humanity. A fact forgotten by many.

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