The African Man

The raging giant awakens.

Staring his enemy frightless in the face.

He will never quiver. He will never shroud.

He is great, almighty. A force.

Anything in his path will be dealt with.

By any means necessary echoes. It is his mantra.

He will not die. He only returns in the souls of his sons.

He becomes greater and never falters.

The end is near. The end will not be changed.

He will be victorious.

He is the African Man.

Stolen Away

In far off beaches — I placed my mind into oblivion.
Stolen away.
Goldenly striding alongside waters that whispered my name.
Where the Sun greeted my skin with joy.
And Gleeful birds played, danced around me, welcoming my presence.
The sand beneath my feet echoed
a connection once shared between I and mother earth.
Linen curtains waved handsomely in the summer wind,
As they gently tucked us away into a tranquil cove.
Ensconced under down feathers,
Delicately gripping our sun-singed skin.
And ever so quickly as heaven would ensue,
It would subtly vanish. Ever so calmly
Leaving, while secretly awaiting to abandon again…

Fleeting hopes

Fleeting hopes have left them in catastrophe

Grabbing a hold to fantasies -- only to be left empty handed

Every moment chasing was every moment wasted

Every dollar spent was every hope diminished

Pouring down drinks of folly and disappointment

They meet their body with depths of mis-contortrion

It was the pretty life, the lavish life

But the only examples of this was on the TV life

Televisions that mislead

And magazines that foster greed

Movies that incite depression

And a government that encourages aggression

We've been imprisoned into something

Some call it a matrix

Lupe calls it a box

I just call it the brain

One thing I do know I will escape,

Maybe burned or tinged a little

But I definitely will escape like Hansel & Gretel

So I try to remain focused and grounded

Amongst the clamorous mayhem
Read a couple books, expand my mind
Try to understand what going down all around

I just wish they could know.
Wish they would wake up.
But I know how it goes...
Not all of us will

Mists of hope

Let the shortcomings of time's past
dissolve into mists
which come and rest upon my fragile heart.
never to return, forevermore.

Past Perfection

A day where my rather volatile mood abounds--
Where the sight of a candle sparks a flame that once burned. [and quickly fades]
Where the light chord of a melody projects the memories of past lovers.
Where the soft tones of Robin, Legend brings a fortitude of smiles.
Where the whisks of the piano enlivens a host of succulent lips.
Where the fracture of sun-rays reflecting off of water heightens moments of interlocking bodies.
Where the brisk soft wind fills the magical aura once created during intimate walks.
Where only the good times remained.
In a fictional perfection of the past.
I know, but it feels good.
It once was.

Freeform

Let the soft winds flow beneath my wings,

So I can soar to places I only dream of.

Let the waters of distress flow into new waters

Where the waters are blue and promise jubilant ways of life

Finding decisiveness and perpetual focus.

Focusing on grandeur and completeness.

Where the journey is final, fulfilled and fun.

Yourself

The world is a boundless place:

filled with untold numbers of auspicious souls. 

But in your life,

there are a few

that truly embody the world to you. 

And when you turn your back on those,

in pursuit of the world,

you soon realize,

that you have indeed,

turned your back on the world?

And when you turn your back to the world,

there’s only one you’re left with:

Yourself.

The Requirement

The insatiable quest for a match.
Unrelenting, to find your ever so cherished prize.
Confounding, to explain such differences coupled with such magnetism
We cannot exist without each other.
So until my energy is consoled by the presence of an immaculate gift:
The woman of my dreams...

I find. and I search once more.
For the endless drug of entangling pleasures I meet
Upon entering the presence of a bedazzling queen
Who expresses mutual, ignited attraction. 

Ephemeral Satiation.