Who is your worst enemy?

Before you read this long poem, I have a few questions I want you to keep in mind while reading this poem:

1) Who is your worst enemy?

2) How did racism start?

3) Why do you think God created Lucifer?

4) They say the devil is a liar but do you think there was ever a time the devil told the truth? (Think hard about this one and read the book of genesis)

5) Think about the person you love most(probably your kids), would you scarfice your own soul and go to hell so the person you love most can go to heaven or would you be selfish and let the person you love go to hell so you can go to heaven?

6) Since the hebrews were slaves during the ancient Egypt times during Moses time, do you believe that this was blueprint that poisoned the white man’s mind to view black people as property during early and mid 1800’s?

7) Since more souls go to hell than heaven, do you think the Devil’s power is underestimated?

Pick one of the seven questions and comment below on the answer to the question that really have your mind thinking deep.

“I am my own worst enemy”.
We have all heard that before.
People, and emotions, drives us crazy.
So finding happeiness, we can’t afford.
Excuses, we get tired of hearing it
until we come up with our own.
Treating people they way you want to be treated
is an overstatement
when you realize the devil’s power is underestimated.
Prison is hell, but church is where the demons are most active.
Too sad that people have to keep it on safety because it’s a cold world.
The fruit was forbidden and it is written,
the sin that expose the consequence, so we have to perish and we still don’t listen and God continues to punish.
Pastors are hypocrites, Teachers are pedophiles, Parents are deadbeats, Churches are filled with gossip, politicians are corrupted.
Money turns the humble into false prophets.
Money over pussy, but it’s really pussy over family.
I seen niggas die over pussy, either in the form of an STD or by a bullet.
We shoot and take a life through the form of abortions.
The unborn don’t get the chance to get placed in a coffin.
Poor choices is the reason crying babies are thrown in the garabage,
just rotting or eaten by hungry rodents.
Or we allow the embryo to become a fetus and turn into deadbeat parents and run away from responsibility.
Stability is a long reach like the journey it took for odysseus to reach home.
It’s hard to do right, its easy to do wrong.
Upon our sight, hell is where we belong.
We are exposed to danger like an eletrical box,
without a ground wire.
Hell is an imagination, brimstone and fire.
Hell is earth so what can be worst?
Why did Lucifer exist in the first place?
Don’t answer that, don’t think too deep.
but think about this,
Why does racisim exist?
Why does sexism exist?
To be honest, I don’t care why either exist
or how and why it happened
but whats the addiction, whats the attraction?
Did this type of hate and discrimination appear out of no where like magic?
Or is this being taught in every generation?
A parents satisfaction to teach their children to abhor another human of a different complexion that’s was created from God’s image.
God makes no mistake, but yet we get mad over pre- existing creations thats beyond the human comphrension.
When the opposite complexion perish, in private we are celebrating.
How can you call yourself, A Man of God if you are racist?
How many Christians in this world do you think are racist?
Now answer this, how many Christians do you think are hypocrites?
How many Christians in this world do you think is sexist?
After reading the previous two lines, do you understand the connection?
It be the dedicated Christians that’s most judgmental.
In this world, at sometimes we feel like everybody is against you
when you have the skin color that attracts violence towards you from your own people.
Civil war in our own neighborhoods.
We hear gunshots in our own neighborhood
We see drug deals in our own neighborhood.
The dragon cause havoc on the black youth.
From ages 12 – 24, victimization is most active like a volcano.
The mortal combat dragon is alive and his tongue slides acorss these young faces.
This tounge is not from a puppy, this tounge wipes the innocence out of the young black faces.
Imagine the depiction, a God like being in the purest form,
but a mortal God that contaminate a immortal soul, so this God like being can conform
to play a hoax on a mortal eyes.
Hell upon our sight, hell is where we belong.
Here we again and back and fourth with the same bullshit.
A portrait of Aaliyah, I feel ashamed and yet dissapointed.
An enemy identified as my own kind as I stare in the mirror.
Black is my favorite color, but yet, it’s a shadow
that’s categorized as a criminal according to the juror.
It shadows the light and it’s a step behind.
Like a bat, brave in cave of darkness, but blind when light strikes.
Light makes the bat senstive, so we strike out without even swinging.
Verdicts are unfair and one sided, but yet we increase the murder rate killing each other.
From Lucifer leading the demons that speak to the white man’s conscience, that have the power to make blacks eliminate each other like wrong obvious answers on a mulitple choice test.

I’m a ghost

Don’t see me coming
Don’t see me going
Always up to something
Spirit is all that left
Created at the time of death
Halloween is the
time I choose to bee seen.
When you see me
you think
it’s only a bad dream.
I have the power
to bring nightmares
to reality
So don’t sleep on me.
Invisible like the wind
but powerful like a tornado.
Smile turns to a evil grin
and you see me in shadows.
Fit through any tiny space
since I’m non-vertebrate.
Clone myself every minute.
in the morning.
A whole army of me
in the evening.
Ready to attack in full force
like the North Koreans.
Predict and preparing war
I’m ready to settle a score
like the NBA playoffs
in overtime.
I’m in disguise
I’m the sun
in broad day light
to help you shine.
12 hours later
to night time
and it gets ugly
like the left
side of two face.
I am among your
space
and I’m white like
the moon
and I will cause harm
very soon
I’m a maniac like
A loony tune
and deadly like a
poison mushroom.
You don’t see me coming
You don’t see me going
I’m always up to something.
You can’t smell me neither
I have no flesh or skin either.
Think of ice freezing
and I’m the water was
from your roof piling
while it’s snowing.
Make your life cold and hard.

Who Is The LifeGuard?

The art of gaining is to go through real pain.
Suffering through pain makes the mind severely insane,
In which on a positive note builds the character,
to which you learn the hard way which will make you wiser.

Whether it’s mentally or physically, a person get broken down.
Imagine your in a 30 feet pool about to drown,
but at that point instead of giving up, you find a way to build up,
Relying on that lifeguard to bring you up,
To motivate your life, give you that CPR,
Telling you that you suffocate at the bottom to show you life is hard.
The lifeguard gives you the mouth to mouth.
A opponent laid out cold, like Mike Tyson knocked him out.
When knocked out you have a choice,
Either to give up and be weak or to fight and be strong,
Life guard gives to you strength to show that your life has theme song,
But the lifeguard can only show the right path,
Its on you to choose the right path,
To fight for your life and gain it back,
To be back on track,
To learn about life, build your character,
remember the pain, gain the knowledge/strength ,
Mentally and physically
to make you stronger.
Become your own motivator

After reading this poem, who do you think is the life guard?

Answers To My Own Questions

Tired of letting things slide

How many things I let slide?

How intense are the emotions bottled up inside?

Why do I let negative thoughts reside?

Why do I allow these words slide by like water rides?

 

For years I let people get away with shit and I ‘m sick of it.

Nice guys finish last, and for this reason I can’t let go of the past.

A thought is a seed that grows into a large oak tree.

It’s identified as the black charge of the jumper cable, which explains why I’m not able

                              To be comfortable.

 

 

What fear does to the body

What is it that I fear?

What is it that I hear?

Why does my heart beat fast?

Why can’t I let go of the past?

 

A fear so deep, has my heart pounding.

It’s hard for me to think, but I’m still trying.

My focus is weak, and time goes by fast.

My mind, more regrets sink, my body won’t last

                             As time past.

 

My deepest fear

Is it the fear of commitment?

Is it the fear of flying?

Is it the fear of public speaking?

Is it the fear of rejection?

 

Lack of an erection, is why I ducked commitment.

Broken wings, is why I sink instead of levitating.

Slow speech of tongue, is why I don’t speak much in public.

A broken heart, is why  I learned to hate my actions

                                 With a passion

Poem Duet(Should I Write A Poem)

Tiffanee’s Verse:

I Should Write a Poem

I should write a poem about how my life is about to change
I should write a poem about how I won’t have as much money to my name
I should write a poem about living on my own
I should write a poem about how I’m grappling with living alone
I should write a poem about the thousands of lists that I’ve generated
I should write a poem about the constant thoughts that my brain are penetrated with
I should write a poem about how I’m becoming a big girl
I should write a poem about this how it is to be in the real world
I should write a poem about how sometimes I can’t sleep
I should write a poem about how I wonder how I will eat
I should write a poem about how this change may cause me stress
I should write a poem about how little things that were once big I’ll care for less
I should write a poem about how this next step will make me strong
I should write a poem about how I’ll prove any of my doubters wrong
I should write a poem about how any negative thoughts I have are plain petty
I should write a poem about how in this moment I’m ready

 

David’s Verse:

You Should

With God’s help
You should write a poem.
With God’s help
You should make it really long.
With God’s help
You should recite to me your poem.
With God’s help
You should have the power to turn it into a lovely song.
With God’s help
You should not have to worry about making it on your own
because the road your taking, I plan to come along.
With God’s help
You should accomplish everything on your to do list.
With God’s help
You should allow your reality evolve from a wish.
With God’s help
You should be proud that you are more than a big girl.
With God’s help
You should be proud for being a woman in this real world.
With God’s help
You should be comfortable enough to sleep.
With God’s help
You should be blessed for having the hunger to help you to eat.
With God’s help
You should be able to accomplish what’s next.
With God’s help
You should have the power to co-exist with stress.
With God’s help
You should be able to remain strong.
With God’s help
You should not worry about when you do wrong.
With God’s help
You should not worry about proving people wrong.
With God’s help
You should not care about people’s petty judgments.
With God’s help
You should know that a negative thought is only fiction.
With God’s help
You should know that your poem is a dose of reality.
With God’s help
You should know that the dark days are hidden items in a video game
that re-energize your life
With God’s help
You should know that you’ll never die,
since he provide eternal life,
so when it’s your time and he calls upon,
be ready

Poem Duet (A conversation about money)

David’s Verse:

Money creates the most stress in life.
Currency is needed to stay current
because of lack of funds
have the power to make your character old fashion.
Goals to achieve in life is a huge attraction
like NYC skyscrapers and a Garden City mansion“.

 

Tiffanee’s Verse:

Money forces reality to hit as the real status of the bank account sits.
Seeing the paycheck received lights up every twinkle in your eye. But the responsibility coming your way there’s no choice but, to kiss it goodbye.
The rent is due, groceries need to be bought, that car you drive every day needs to be paid. $500 to your name and you forgot about the dinner plans you made with your friend that day.

Dreams of a comfortable life: roof over your head, food to eat, job you like.
Sometimes money problems cause a lot of strife in life.
You worry you can’t maintain the old life you once lived, the new things going on changes you.
You realize really quick that you ain’t no fool.
You wisen up on how to save, all those money decisions you used to make aren’t necessarily craved.

Money can be the root of all evil but, if used wisely maybe it can be for good.
Tight binds, scheduled payments it can keep you on track. Life will always have it’s challenges but, at least managing money will prepare you for that.”

 

David’s Verse:

“Money changes character
like a leaf that can change a color.
Personalities become foul like a strong odor
from the zoo.
Money is the root of all evil, this is old news.
Money is needed to build more churches and better schools,
but it’s spend in the hood buying weed to look cool.
Never a balance, the broke has low self esteem,
the rich is arrogant.
Almost impossible to find that perfect balance.
How do you find the right amount of confidence?
There is a science to this madness called crime.
Lack of currency, scrilla, paper, or however you wanna phrase it, increases the murder rate.
But an abundance of this material that cause evil
have the ability to not only change personality, but to change physical shape of our bodies.
Asses and breast pop up like pop ups on computer screens.
Tattoos and piercings cover our bodies,
rappers in unison in public have the environment looking like a prison yard.
Life is always hard, but remember money make people appear out of nowhere like magic.
People will begin to follow and stalk on you, you are a target and your followers are on stealth mode.
Compliments, hugs and kisses don’t mean shit, when money is in your pocket.
This is a cold world when pocket full of money, so keep a gun nearby and keep it off safety.”

 

A Story of How I Almost Gave Up

Late night, reminiscing of times before I knew you exist.
I came a very very long way, lessons I will never forget.
Painful moments was regrets, but eventually turned to lessons.
I know more now compared to back then, but still have unanswered questions.
Life is short like abbreviations, a fast paced world as my mind advances.
Lives are the doors and over the years I walked from door to door.
I was a salesman that knocked on them, usually the door remained closed or only opened for a few seconds.
A lot of rejections and even though that comes with the business of being a salesmen,
my confidence, I started to question.
Feet was tired from walking, sweet honest words I was tired of speaking.
Even though I was selling a dream, I wasn’t robbing them for money, I was stealing their attention, trying to give them the whole world in a moment.
But yet I was failing, usually by landslide, but at times I came close to passing.
The closer I came to passing,  the more I complained when I faced rejection.
So I know a heartbreak probably hurts 10 times more when breakups happen so close to the wedding.
Still a lot more attractive houses left, but I took a break and rested my feet.
I changed my approach and use devil techniques.
I did whatever it took to satisfy my needs.
Lies wasn’t something I was proud of but I wanted to satisfy my needs by any means.
So because I focused on the currency, telling them what they wanna hear was the cheat.
I did get better results, needs was satisfied, but yet why did success feel overrated?
Was it because I was cheating?
At first I thought hard work was overrated, but quickly learned success is overrated 
when you make it through life by cheating.
So I was a robot going through the process, I become emotionless.
But then I found your door, knocked on it, and it was wide open.
I thought to myself, maybe I’m a just fool trying to impress another person 
or your the fool that’s a victim of a selfish man requirement.
But what was different was I was invited in and now it’s  two years later and still haven’t left.
I’m nice and comfortable and got a tour of the inside.
The furniture and decorations, now this is love at first sight.
The door is closed behind me, but the key to the outside still visible upon my eye sight.
I don’t know what’s the best decision to make now for a better future,
but all of my rejections was previous lessons that made me much wiser.
Now the key that’s visible, you can unlock the door and let me back out
Or we  can dwell together in this house forever.
I hope you make the right decision after reading this letter,
And if you do, I promise you to give you the world in every moment, forever.

How To Save Your Marriage (Part 7)

Don’t let your marriage be destroyed. If your marriage is in danger of separation or divorce, email me at “dhockaday51@gmail.com” to set up an appointment.

My motivation is to help you determine if this workshop is right for your particular situation. I also offer solutions for couples who can’t attend the workshop.

In this post, I will list the top ten things to do to save your marriage.

1) If you are having trouble obtaining an erection during sex, tell your wife ” I’m sorry I am not good enough for you” and kindly ask for a divorce.

2) If your wife tries to get frisky with you in the bedroom, yell at her and tell that you are afraid of seeing her naked because you love her too much to disrespect her.

3) Tell your wife that you strongly suggest that she shouldn’t wear booty shorts, make up, or leggings. Buy your wife sweat pants and pajamas to wear all times because you don’t want your wife to expose her curves.

4) Get your wife in the mood and touch and kiss her and make her feel attractive by giving her all types of compliments. Once your wife gets aroused, put a blind fold on her and tell her you are going to rock her world. Once the blind fold is on her, quietly leave the house and pray that she doesn’t hear you leave and never come back home.

5) For those of you that have an anniversary coming up, tell your wife that for the anniversary, you will take her to see Toy Story 4 to and take her to McDonalds afterwards to save money for the kids.

6) Never give your wife flowers because flowers die fast. For every anniversary that comes up, you and your wife should go on separate vacations and give each other space. Space is the number 1 thing that saved Barack and Michelle Obama’s marriage.

7) If God for bid your wife throws you a surprise birthday party, act like you love the surprise and tell her you love her to play it off. But as soon as she falls asleep later that night, write a long letter explaining how she broke your heart and tell her that you will divorce her and leave the letter under the pillow. Leave the house before she wakes up.

8) Tell your wife that sex is inappropriate and that sex will never take place at all. Let your wife know that she will never know how your penis feels or look like and that if she want children, she must go to a sperm bank.

9) Encourage your wife that it’s okay for married men to get lap dances from strippers as long as they don’t touch the strippers. Tell your wife that on the anniversary, you will go to the strip club.

10) Tell your wife that if she tries to wake you up in the middle of the night by giving you oral sex, tell her that you will call the cops on her.

This is a bonus tip: If you are struggling to keep the fire burning in your marriage and your wife suggest marriage counseling, laugh in her face and print this out and give her the list. If your wife thinks this list is a joke and a waste of time, kindly scream at her “I want a divorce” in Vince McMahon’s voice.

I saved a total of 102 marriages and I have a 86% success rate.

I offer package deals for the summer of 2019 and I will be dropping prices because the summer is when the divorce rate is at its highest. Remember the key thing, the more sex you have in your marriage, the higher chances you have of getting a divorce. Sex is overrated an it poisons the mind to another level.

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I love you all and God bless your marriage!