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All we got is words Forms of visions well versed In a history deemed cursed.   Our worth was etched in cursive On a grounding well perversed So it was inevitable that the real stories would surface.   When I think about my future It’s always in the one after neutral So I pray to God that the blessings reign fruitful And that the universe still finds my heart useful…   No one will let you do anything in life But at the same time you got to believe That no one can stop you either So may your intentions … Continue reading #1

Live Your Life

Life is what you make it… You can make anything… Anything can be accomplished, when you are accompanied with the word… Words fill our days, and our days are long and difficult…   Difficulties bring troubled times… Times are worth the blurred lines… Lines form the barriers… Barriers try to bury us… But we be the seeds, throughout out the rainy nights… Nights are long and sleepless… I can’t sleep with these demons, demanding parts of my life, that’s just that… Mine… My words to you align with God’s plan… Plan to be everything you need… Put your needs first… … Continue reading Live Your Life

Real Love

You can love who you are Without ever offending anyone else… Well at least in my eyes Thats exactly how it is supposed to be… And Truth is, Theres nothing new here Cause hatred Is what success brings… But then who can We hold accountable And of that demographic Who cares enough to do Something about the madness… Passive Activists Moderately average Moderating patterns Of behaviors That supports The systematics Fuck your diplomatics… We have a hard enough time Staying sane as we maneuver Through the traffic, And ten years later, We find ourselves wondering what happened? We use to … Continue reading Real Love

Two Words

This morning I woke up to 3 green notifications on my iPhone screen. “Account Overdrawn. Balance -$30.50. To transfer funds…” Damn. My story isn’t unique. I’m 20 something with half of a college degree, a heap of debt, and a job I hate that can’t possibly pay me enough to afford life in this decade. (Is it possible to have too many unread emails from Sallie Mae? I’m asking for a friend.) How can I fix this? How can I make more money? Easy. Get another job, work more hours, spend less time pursuing your dreams, stop attending events, and work. Work … Continue reading Two Words

Shave her head, would you still find her beautiful? Without makeup, or those nice designer clothes with those red bottoms, would you still allow her in? Flat chest, no ass. All you choose to see is her skin. A society that puts more value in materials, rather than one’s spiritual substance. The definition of beauty has been twisted, tied, forever knotted. One can not look in the mirror without seeing flaws. Why is no one satisfied with what God blessed them with? Can’t you see how much we have rotted? Creations of God but how many see it that way? Beings of light, essence of love. But a person can still be judged for not having Kardashian’s luck. Mocked for being yourself, mocked for who you chose to be. No wonder the only thing anyone wants to do is flee. In a world that teaches us to hate ourselves, compare ourselves. Program us to want to be someone else. I make the decision, to love myself. What you deem as “flaws” and “imperfections”, I see as heavenly written directions. I am exactly the way, God has envisioned me to be. So tell me again, who are you, to define beauty that lies within?

Continue reading Shave her head, would you still find her beautiful? Without makeup, or those nice designer clothes with those red bottoms, would you still allow her in? Flat chest, no ass. All you choose to see is her skin. A society that puts more value in materials, rather than one’s spiritual substance. The definition of beauty has been twisted, tied, forever knotted. One can not look in the mirror without seeing flaws. Why is no one satisfied with what God blessed them with? Can’t you see how much we have rotted? Creations of God but how many see it that way? Beings of light, essence of love. But a person can still be judged for not having Kardashian’s luck. Mocked for being yourself, mocked for who you chose to be. No wonder the only thing anyone wants to do is flee. In a world that teaches us to hate ourselves, compare ourselves. Program us to want to be someone else. I make the decision, to love myself. What you deem as “flaws” and “imperfections”, I see as heavenly written directions. I am exactly the way, God has envisioned me to be. So tell me again, who are you, to define beauty that lies within?

Impossible – Therosia Reynolds – Summer 17 Rooted Minds Blog Poetry Contest Submission

Impossible by Therosia Reynolds So impossible tried talking to me today Asking if these dreams were worth my focus everyday Breaking down the probability Of impossibility The Likely Outcome Each line more Fear, some Than the last Finally I gasped … Continue reading Impossible – Therosia Reynolds – Summer 17 Rooted Minds Blog Poetry Contest Submission