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Poetry

Darkness Within

It’s been a long time since I’ve lay waste to the paper with ink/

Let me lick my lips and let me think

I don’t want this to be a bust

It’s time to give into blood lust

It’s my time, happy Halloween,

Give into the dark passions of a fiend!

There was never a time where you weren’t in danger/

My dark ambitions have been after you since the manger/

I’ve waited far to long to sink my teeth into you

Grasp your flesh and tenderly tear you in two

Don’t worry I’ll treat each half equally fair/

Rip your heart out and watch it quiver with every scare/

The darkness in my soul is yelling “sick em”!

Maybe you’ll be my next victim……

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Living History

Living History

This world is a living being

The proof is in what we’re seeing

We are under an unprecedented attack

And I don’t Know if we’ll take our win back

We’ve sponsored and spread war

Bled countries dry from shore to shore

But now we’re up against the unseen

The specter named COVID-19

At first this country took it for a joke

Now streets are vacant and our economy is about to choke

At first it was like nature sent us to our rooms

But now people are dying, this may be our doom

When will there be a cure, that is the mystery

Until then our isolation, fear and death, is our living history

Stay healthy, stay safe, stay home.

-Poetic Ice

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Poetry

I Can’t Breathe

I can’t breathe

And I haven’t been breathing for years

I’m too choked up on tears

Or was it actually fears?

I can’t breathe

Garner couldn’t gather his breath in 2014

It was that cops job to suffocate on scene

He was protecting and serving like a heartless machine

I can’t breathe

Neither can Breonna Taylor after a misplaced raid

For innocently resting after EMT work a price was paid

Shot 8 times causing her light to fade

I can’t fucking breath

Ultimate action for non violent crimes

Cops choked out George Floyd as he lay their confined

Joining the pantheon of those murdered in these times

I can’t breathe

When it’s okay to kneel on black America’s neck

But lord willing we must keep Kapernick’s knee in check!

How dare he stand for equal respect

I can’t breath

Because I’ve lost count of the cases

So many situations so many places

Just to breath while black sours their faces

I can’t breathe

Because I was sentenced at birth

My melanin determined my worth

Just who are you to judge me on Earth?

I can’t breathe

because I have to teach my son to hold his tongue and hold his breath

One wrong word could mean his death

But even when he complies his life could be stolen by racist theft

I can’t breathe

Because black America doesn’t know whether to vote or fight

Either could. cause execution on sight

But am I supposed to live in fright?

I can’t breath

The hands of racism threaten my life

Where their could be unity they cause only strife

This is the reality of the black man, always under the knife

I can’t breathe

-Poetic Ice

the spoken word form of this can be found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xpwQdzihmw4

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Poetry

Take My Call

Hello, operator I’d like to place a call to Heaven

I want to ask Saint Peter a question, in fact I’m Begging

You see, he allowed my parents in, and I don’t know what to do

I was so unprepared for this I still try to call home at a quarter past two

Who would’ve thought I’d crave their guidance even as a grown man

Even thought they raised me up, I don’t think I’m ready to lead my own clan

I know In my heart I don’t have a choice

please Saint Peter, I want them to hear my voice

I want to tell them I love them

I want to say I need them

I want them to see their grandson, a real Phenom

I just want one more chance to say I love you to my mom

Saint Peter I beg of you, you can have my all!

Just name your fee, and accept my call!

My eyes burn from all these tears

Because my reality has become one of my greatest fears!

I’ll pray and do good deeds days 1-7

Just please take my call in heaven….

Poetic Ice

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Poetry

Words to him as time goes on

It’s been 2 years

I still have moments where I have to dry my tears

So many things are different in my space

Everyday I see you in my face

You are my Hero, that is true

I try to emulate, even growing my hair like you

Just to let you know our family name isn’t done

I’m sure you know, but I’m having a son!

I’ve tried to live strong

Make you proud, not do your name wrong

It’s been hard as hell without you

I have so many questions

At this point Dad I’ll take any suggestions

You taught me so many things

Like how to find music that makes my heart sing

But you didn’t teach me how to move ahead without you

We hurt so much without you

But I stand strong, I hear your voice

I hear you saying I have no choice

So I live right with no regret

Taking down every threat

When you left us it took away my breath

But I won’t be sad on the day of your death

This day was not your End

Just the beginning of flight without Sin

I miss you so so much Dad

You’ve made me strong so life isn’t all bad

Thank you…. I miss you….

Poetic Ice

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I’m Still Here

I’m still here

The Champine won his title match

He fought and was reward because he was victorious

Now he rest amongst the warriors

But do not be sad,

“I’m still here”

A powerful effect those words had

“I’m still here”

Stop all that crying, don’t feel bad!

You don’t have to look far to see him

It’s not a phrase he uttered in a whim

“I’m still here”

Just gaze into the eyes of my son

“I’m still here”

He is my legacy, he is the one

“I’m still here”

It’s evident in my lovely wife

“I’m still here”

She is the love of my life

“I’m still here”

My gorgeous sisters were my heart

“I’m still here”

Just ask them bout me, the convo won’t know where to stop or start

“I’m still here”

For that lil girl my protection will never cease

“I’m still here”

She is my heart, my darling niece

Don’t worry for me

I’m completely free

Me not being here does change the scene

But fret not I’m smiling, happy, The Champine

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Poetry

Heaven’s Greedy

Heaven’s Greedy

The eternal paradise

Where your soul yearns to rise

Has been stricken with avarice

Where there is no limit to possibility

Every day is a tranquil stability

But lately it’s hiring the world with spiritually debility

A beautiful place with a beautiful role

Has now started to exact a toll

It’s become greedy and demands a soul

But not one, it craves the many

And yes the world has a plenty

It that doesn’t mean you can steal them from around me!

Why has paradise gotten so needy

Why are ppl I love taken from me!

When did Heaven get so greedy?!

I normally don’t question divinity

But all this theft has shaken my serenity

It’s always a soul that’s a kin to me!

Yet I know I’m not the only one lost

Everyone around me has paid this cost

All our tears have begun to exhaust

I know there is a reason but it’s seems seedy

Maybe I’m the one that is being needy

But dammit Heaven’s Greedy!

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Poetry

5 yet 10

March 8th 2019 the sun has risen again

Turning our relationship into 5 yet 10

This day 5 years ago at 5pm you became my wife/

But it was 10 years ago when you began to change my life/

We’ve had this eloquent song and dance a third of our lives/

It’s amazing when you stop to realize/

We found in school what many get lost looking for/

And that was a pure love to keep breathing for/

I will never stop saying you’re my sexy savior

And will blame you for my lovey behavior

My queen whom has seen me beyond low

My goddess who will defend me from every blow/

Gorgeous eyes that are beyond depth

Still has the power to take away my breath

I see your smile and can’t help but renew my promise to you/

Promise to always be there and true

Promise to support and be honest

Promise to be your warrior on every conquest/

We’ve come so far at this point

Metaphorically joined at the hip joint

I knew from the moment we first kissed you were the one/

Now you’re having our first son

When thinking of you alone I still feel humble

That you allowed me to catch you and not to fumble/

You chose me as your king, and I refuse to drop the crown

Without you I’m nothing, I can’t exist without you around.

You are truly magic without a tome of fiction

Indescribable elegance in any form of diction

With my wife, mother of my child, on March 8, 2019 the sun rose again

Turning our bond 5 yet 10.

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Let’s talk Candy Shop

Happy Monday all, since October has started I’ve been trying to promote my Candy Shop Novel in honor of my birthday and so far it’s been fun. I actually took the time to vlog about it on my YouTube channel. I’ll link it below. If you haven’t heard of my book I’ll post a link to it directly on amazon, but a link will also be on the video!

This novel is the story of a young woman, Jordan Jones, who must deal with the drama in her life one problematic day at a time. Her nightlife as a stripper to support her 3 year old son whilst she tries to finish college puts her at odds with her non supportive, belittling family. The child’s father is a monster in and of himself. Her world is always one step away from crashing until she meets someone who helps her find love for herself. Take a journey to the Candy Shop and see what awaits you!

My vlog about the novel

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Poetry

We Are Royal

Buried within your soul young man lives the destiny of  kings

Awaiting the chance to take hold and help you sprout golden wings

Young woman from birth you were adorned with a golden crown

Granted by God, a priceless symbol worth more than a worldly gown

Remember Father Destiny makes no mistakes!

That’s why my Ebony child, your successes make the world QUAKE!

Your very breath in this world is a proclamation of victory

your every decision is an opportunity to sculpt out a new history!

its coded to your simplest codon to triumph over adversity

To fight against oppression with a royal tenacity

The world around you is determined to make you forget!

A darkness that’s afraid of your light, that was born upset

But you’ll succeed with ease as your melanin skin absorbs light

just filling yourself with glory out of spite

Nothing can stop you from being queens and kings

We always have been, and will be, Magnificent royal beings!

-Poetic Ice-

 

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