The reunion.....

The Reunion

I remember the day we were torn apart

The day I lost my other half

We were young and naive

But too young to know 

That I wouldnt be coming home 

We grew up with an addict of a mother 

Even though she didnt care for us 

We took care of each other 

Grew up with a Ladies man for a father 

Who flirted and reproduced with everyone 

but his own mother 

We knew we could count on each other 

That we would always be there for each other 

But we were seperated 

I was taken from all of you

We were split up and divided up 

We all went our seperate ways 

As if we were a black family being auctioned off 

one by one to the highest bidder

Many years later 

We found each other 

We reconnected 

It felt like the way things used to be 

You know when I was not half the person I used to be 

I promise brother 

I will not leave you again 

I promise I will take care of you

You will not have to suffer again 

I told him....

But all he said was...

I used to believe that brother 

When I was young and naive 

But you left me 

You left all of us 

Why come back now? 

I came to see how you are 

Who you are 

and where you've been 

No brother. 

This isnt a reunion 

this isnt a get together 

This is me telling you 

That I dont need you 

That I suffered

and you werent there 

Leave brother....

Im not longer young and naive 

I came to find my other half....

No brother..

I found my other half....

No...

So I walked away.. 

Tossed the rose down 

As his body was being lowered into the ground

All he said was...

Brother welcome Home....

Abandonment

Abandoned 

When abandoned us 

You left me 

You left mom 

You left the baby 

You left us 

Along with everything you ever had

You left all of this....

For a girl who won't ever love you

You sacrificed the love we have for you 

Our trust in you 

Our family 

And our Happiness

You left us 

Now all of a sudden you want us back 

Remember you abandoned us 

And everything we loved 

So we abandon you

In your time of need

Where were you when mom died 

You were gambling with our hearts in Vegas  

All for that woman 

Whose heart will never b truly yours

Where were you when I graduated 

That's right you were buying a third house for the women who plays you daily 

The house that she brings men to stay for the night

So she can Cheat on you and Play you 

And now your here 

Right in Front of me

The man who caused us so much pain

The man who ruined our lives 

The man who left us to die 

Struggle 

and fend for ourselves

without looking back

Now you want us back

You abandoned us remember 

You left us remember 

You forgot us 

 Hated us

So now I abandon you 

We abandoned you

I left.... 

They left....

Never looked back

We learned from the best 

Learned how to move on 

How to forget 

And how to abandon....

You..

We will never come bk 

Abandonment is no game 

Either

You choose to leave 

Or 

Stay and roll the dice

Do you leave or roll the dice and take a chance?

But no matter the choice 

You should always stay and finish 

What you have started 

Or what you start could finish you 

In the end 

Why I smile......

 People ask me how am I so strong,

when they expect me to be so weak

I am weak

You just cant see it

Why are you always smiling?

 

People ask me how are you always smiling

When you should be crying

I am crying

But on the inside

Why are you always smiling?

I smile to give myself strength 

I smile to give myself hope

But constantly fail.

Yet they still ask why I smile

And if I dare tell I know they wont understand

Why I smile

Why are you always smiling?

I smile to escape from my demons

but they always come back stronger

I smile out of pain and false hope

 

They continue to ask me 

Why I always smile

How I seem so strong 

When on the inside I feel like dying 

They haven't stop stopped asking 

Why I am always smiling

Pain is the reason why I smile...

But i can't tell them that

So they continue to ask why I smile...

They have never stopped.... 

 

Why fight

Why Fight???

Why fight for something that wasn't yours to fight for?

Why fight for something you never had?

Why miss something you never knew?

Why fight for a love that’s not felt?

Why care for something that does not care for you?

Why fight a battle that can never be won?

Why live to die, when people are dying to live?

Why?

Why fear what is covered in light but not what is covered

in darkness?

Why fear salvation when when you should fear your impending

damnation?

Why fear your creator when you should fear your destroyer?

Why fight a battle you know you cannot win?

Why?

Why hurt the ones you love when it should be the ones you hate?

Why say you love someone when you don't?

Why raise someone and then say, that you didn't raise them?

Why would the bully, victimize, when the bully is being haunted by

their own demons?

Why fix what can't be salvaged?

Why?

Why take a life when you soon won’t have one of your own?

Why shed a tear when its not yours to shed?

Why miss something you never knew?

Why fear death if it can be your only salvation?

Why?

Why celebrate life when it causes so much pain?

Why cause suffering if you can't handle you own?

why mourn what never perished?

Why live when you can soon die?

Why? Why?

Why live when you are slowly and bitterly dying?

Why love the unlovable?

Why even try?

Why live to die but not die to live?

Why?

Why be scared of something that is so merciless, broken and cruel when you know not true?

Why care for something that doesn't care for you?

Why lie when the truth is already announced?

Why trust the unworthy?

Why live when when you know you cannot create life?

Why live when you know you're gonna die?

Why?

Mr. Rwanda

Mr. Rwanda,

Why would you do this?

Why do you hate the Tutsi?

Why would you let this happen?

Mr. Rwanda

Why did you let so many die?

Many died without a reason

Mr. Rwanda,

What was the point of targeting kids?

Why would you target and kill

all those innocent children?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why kill them kids,

when you should be killing:

the blood stained, the guilty and the tainted?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why are you so angry with the Tutsi?

Why?

Mr. Rwanda

Why wouldn't you protect us?

Why did you betray us?

Mr.  Rwanda,

Why do you hate us so?  

Mr. Rwanda,

Why did you make your lands,

turn into mass graves,

Soils ridden with innocent bloods,

a personal hell on earth,

well for some.

Why do you hate us so?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why did you send us to our deaths ?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why did you sign our death certificates?

Why do you loathe us so?

Mr. Rwanda,

Are you ashamed?

Why did you turn away from our people,

being bludgeoned,

being raped,

and our massacre?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why did you turn away,

from the bludgeoned bodies,

our lifeless relatives,

and eventually

our own lifeless bodies too?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why did you extinguished our flame of hope?

Why did you extinguish our trust in you?

Mr. Rwanda why did you extinguish our lives?

Mr. Rwanda,

Why were the Tutsi treated this way?

Why let them hunt us, abuse and kill us so?

,

One more question.

Why do you hate us so?

Does life have instruction?.... ©

Doesn't life have instructions?

It does at and at the same time it doesn't
It has nothing to do with the bible 
or that YOLO crap
Nor just doing whatever you want 
But what If there was a universal set of 
Instructions.
It would mean that everyone would be the 
Exact same person
With the exact same job and problems.
Isn't that why people want to be popular
To be different and noticed?
But If you guys want to be different
Then why do you want the same instructions?
Here's what I would tell you to do
I say always think about how things
Would effect you and those around you
Make a list of pro an cons
And think does it balance out?
Does it matter what people say?
It does not matter unless you care what is said
Is it worth it?
Is it worth feeling sad, angry, frustrated and or
self -conscious and uncomfortable
NO!!!
Will it make me happy?
It will make you more confident IF you ignore it
Will this benefit me in the long run?
Will the decision you make help you?
These these things should make you analyze 
And rationalize a situation
If you do them right you should be 
These are my personal rules to having a happy 
and secure life

The Struggle ©

The struggle of being caught off guard

is hard.

It is one thing to believe that one person 

and things go okay

But when they don't 

What do you do 

Obviously you would be angry 

you would temporarily hate the world 

But what good what that do? 

It would just make you be negative 

all the negativity would be like poison to 

your self- esteem

Yet you are still butt-hurt over the fact that you were 

dumped by that person who you thought 

was gonna be your forever. 

You know your one and only. 

But here's a true fact

The person who will be your true love 

that person that your gonna marry 

is someone you don't expect to wed. 

Technically it will be your polar opposite. 

To what makes you, you. 

making the perfect couple

which is your

your match made in heaven you might say

which is your perfect pair. 

Then the struggle over and ceased

But you still have a new room-mate 

To make you nice and cozy
so yes that struggle is real

The person behind the mask ©

There is a mask that everyone wears 

It takes a lot of courage to let people see what under it

People are judged by their appearance 

Whether they have the latest trends

Girls are constantly judged by their body shape, and size, 

their clothes, make up and hair, 

you know how it goes

But what about whats on the inside?

Doesn't that matter too?

A girl who is constantly made fun of and picked on 

might be the most amazing person inside

But you will only know for sure if you take off that mask

That mask hides who you really are 

But it again it does take a lot of courage to take it off

And let everyone know who you truly are

It doesn't mean that they will like you then

But at least they know who you are 

Right? 

Well here's a question. 

If a mask hides who you truly are

Who are you truly? 

What's under that mask? 

What is that disguise hiding? 

Who is under your mask? 

Who are you? 

Powerful vs. Powerless ©

the powerful take advantage of the powerless

the powerless are deciding between the

Pen or the sword

They are divided on the decision

The sword is only powerful in numbers

But the pen is only as strong as the ideas 

that are behind it

but when the powerful surrender to the 

powerless

A new Reign beings

And it starts all over again

What is more powerful?

The pen or the Sword?

Good Vs. Evil ©

The good will always be the Hero

Evil will always be the villian

But when they are put head to head

There's no telling what could happen

Things could catch fire

Things could get destroyed

But even with all of this

Good always conquers Evil 

And Evil will return and start planning 

their victory

But this is only in the movies

Where does the reality set in? 

There's evil within everyone

But they choose which to be

Which side are you on? 

Good or Evil???

I Watched... ©

I watched You cry

I watched you grow

I watched you rebuild what you tore down

I watched you throw away what you created

I watched you self-destruct

But if you push me away

You wont succeed 

because..

I'm you friend, teacher and base

I'm the one who fed you and cured you 

you can't just kick me out of your life,

I watched you cry, grow and transform 

I saw you create and construct your future

then one day, you threw it all away

then you left me and everything

I want to know what happened 

to that person you used to be

when will I see them again???

ORIGINAL: Concentration Camps ©

Concentration Camps 

Cruelty, pain, torture, work and death 

Long for Freedom

Nowhere to run

Nowhere to hide

Constant pang of a gunshot roars to life with the screams of fear

The people that surround me are 

scared, hungry, starving and there are

lots of lifeless carcasses that lie there in their birthday suits

as they wait to be entombed in the ground and to be put to sleep in peace

the people who killed many are waiting to put their weapons to work 

Merciless living!

Work Isn't freedom! It never will be!

Loneliness 

Bang, Bang Bang! there goes the working gun

 Someone dies here every 2 seconds

When you are in a concentration camps 

you live in constant fear 

if you talk back, stop for a second- long break 

from your back-breaking work and many other things 

cause you to be whipped if you are lucky 

If not 

you will die at the wrong end of the gun 

Bang, Bang Bang! You fall with a loud thud and 

stripped of your striped pajamas and shoes (if you had some)

and then you are burned til' you are ashes.

Cruelty, death, pain, and blood is what witness 

daily when you are put into a concentration camp

the starvation claims many to be put to rest 

in the most in-picturesque of  ways 

every one you killed, their souls remains, their blood remains 

on your and the Nazis hands 
We are a big group of people whose remains
 will always be there in you
We will live on even without a body 
We are something that will never go away
Our spirits and memories will live on
They will serve as a warning to no let something 
like this happen ever again
We will never die our lives will be lived even after death 
We will live on 
Our spirits and memories will remain at the places 
we fell with a lifeless thud 
Never forget the people whom YOU killed 
Our lives have come to an end 
But, our stories will live on 
We will serve as a horrid reminder of the 
Nazi Occupation
On my gates it says: "work is freedom"
But that's a lie 
It will never be freedom 
Listen to my warning 
Don't open those Gates or Doorways 
To pain ever again
Somethings are better left in the past....