Learn Not To Make Assumptions

Just because she is nice to you and find you attractive

doesn’t mean she wants to have sex with you.

Just because she is sexually attracted to you

doesn’t mean she has deep feelings for you.

Just because she has deep feelings for you.

doesn’t mean she wants to marry you.

Just because she is independent

does not mean she does not need a man’s protection.

Just because she needs a man’s protection,

doesn’t make her desperate for attention.

Just because she sexually open minded,

doesn’t mean her vagina is open to the public.

Just because he wants sex from you

doesn’t mean he think your gorgeous.

Just because he think your gorgeous,

doesn’t mean he wants a relationship.

Just because he wants he want a relationship,

doesn’t mean he has plans of marrying you.

Just because he shows chivalry towards a woman,

doesn’t mean he is not masculine.

Just because he was raised by a single mother,

doesn’t mean he is not masculine.

Just because he protects women,

doesn’t mean he does not have a weakness.

My Black Queen

I fell in love with her

the moment I Iaid eyes on her

I had a mission

to be in position

to be a king

by her side

I look with my eyes

and see a queen and I must provide

Always promise to protect

She is gorgeous regardless

of her style of clothing

She could wear house sweats

She could wear a Cinderella dress

Hairstyle could be of cornrow braids

Hairstyle could be box braids

Her black beauty have me amazed

Her love have me trapped in a maze

I’ll protect her home with a riffle

I’ll protect her on the street with my fist

I’ll provide her with a spirit from an angel

I’ll provide anything for her like a genie grants a wish

I’ll take her on trips to travel the world

I’ll take her by the hands and show her to the world

Would You Want Somebody To Read Your Autobiography?

“If you don’t learn to write your own life story, someone else will write it for you”

This quote is remarkable to someone like myself trying to increase my wealth.

I took heed of the many voices that led to many choices. Staying patient, trying to remain focus The accolades to celebrate the daily grind, I know I deserve it, but yet still not where I want to be.

“Some dreams stay dreams, some dreams stay true.” The line has been attached in my mind since the age of sixteen.

When I was a teen, I had dreams of accomplishing everything, Losing my virginity at 17, Having a car at 17, moving out going away to college at 18, having a bachelor’s degree at 21, going to clubs and partying at 21.

At 17, I graduated high school a virgin, damn near didn’t lose my virginity until 21.

At 18, I had poor SAT scores plus I was a B- student, so ending up going to a community college.

At 21, I was attending farmingdale state college while contemplating becoming a police officer which failed miserably due to failing the oral psychological test, plus I didn’t get my bachelors degree until 27 due to me switching careers at 23, but I did finally get a car which was four years overdue.

What happens is as you age, you come to the realization that Welcome to reality is not Welcome to Disneyland.

Everything does not happen according to plan.

Reality is allowing yourself to be the scapegoat and never forgiving yourself while in actuality the scapegoat is someone else utilizing demon tactics to paint you as one.

The end goal is to wake up the day before you die and hearing Michael saying that you won.

But how do you win, how do you become a winner? How do you get a good night sleep, knowing you don’t make enough money? How do you get a good night sleep when you have to make a choice rather spend money or stay hungry? How do you get a good night sleep when you try to find the root cause of why black lives don’t matter in America?

These are complicated questions and my answers to each don’t remain constant.

So when I hear “If you don’t learn to write your own life story, someone else will write it for you” this poem that I have written is the true definition.

I feel like Jesus starving after 40 days and the people that give advice are the devils, tempting and pressuring me to see the light.

I write this to let the ones know that are proud of me to don’t tell me how to feel.

This is a preview of an autobiography that shows the misery, but in 10 years when I turn 40, hopefully I will write an extension with something more positive.

Questions I ask as a Black Man

These last 2 weeks have been very emotional for me. I have been thinking hard about how much racism affects black people in America. I sometimes think what would life be like if racism did not exist but then I snap out of it because I try not to dwell on something that would never become a reality. I am going to list some questions that I have been constantly been thinking about for the past two weeks.

1) Do you think that Barack Obama becoming president helped black people or hurt black people in America?

2) After the George Floyd incident that took place, does this make you more hesitant to date or marry a white person?

3) Do you think black people need to do more to help each other and if they do, besides protesting what ways do you think black people can help uplift each other?

4) Do you think christianity is a false religon for the black man?

5) When you first learned about slavery as child, how did it make you feel?

6) What do you think black men should do to protect black women more?

7) Do you think black women as well need to do more to protect black men?

8) For anybody, do you think to becoming successful requires sleepless nights every now and then?

9) Do you ever imagine what life would be like now if Christopher Columbus didn’t come to America in 1492?

10) Do you believe that black liberals have a slave mentality that keeps black people from moving a step forward or do you think America is designed to keep black people back?

11) Do you think that black conservatives are educated people that do research and really care about the government and politicians helping the black community?

12) How do feel about Joe Biden when he said that if you vote for Trump then you ain’t black?

If you want, you can comment below your answer to one of the following 12 questions above. These are quest

Poetry Verse

I heal like wolverine
Under a rainstorm
I choose to be seen.
Running away
was a childish game
I decided to put away.
It can rain for 40 days
but the rainbow
is God’s way
Of saying
For every dark night
there is a brighter day

My poetic disorder

My poems are bipolar
500 poems written and I’m diagnosed with a poetic disorder.
I can write something romantic one minute.
I can write something very frantic,
it makes my mother panic
the next minute.
My poem can make a turtle come out its shell
My poem can make a heart melt

My poem can break a woman down.
My poem can break a heart so bad,
can have a person go missing
like keys in the lost and found.
My poem demonstrates my sexual abilities
about me boasting about my stamina and agility.
My poem also describes why pussy is too easy
that sex is

barely pleasing.
I can be a tease.
I just do enough to make her knees weak and cum all over the sheets
just with my words.
My pants, they zipped up and that’s my word.
My poem describes misery is a devil that tricks me,
into thinking life was made to be easy.

Devil tactics are drastic.
Smoking weed is the habit
to just  be poetic.
But yet , I wrote at least 20 poems of how Jesus is my greatest weapon.
I wrote a poem about how teachers and pastors are the biggest hypocrites.
My mood swing in my poem goes up and down like a stock exchange

My poetic words taught me to take chances ,
when I have a shot close range.
But I’m a sniper rifle, so I don’t want a relationship unless its long distance.
My poem is a sniper, because when in deep thought, I can go for long distance
like a female pastor that’s long winded.

My poem is joyful like Nickelodeon shows, just PG rated
Or my poems can be more destructive than the coronavirus,
which is demonic rated.

 

 

Thank God For Another Day

Thank God for another day always. This coronavirus is deadly and anybody can catch this virus at any time. Please pray to God everday because any day can be your last. No matter, God always have a plan so this coronavirus is a lesson to appreciate your life, to save money, and to always be concerned with your health.

I pray that God shows the doctors the way to heal and contain the coronavirus. Please allow the virus to come and pass so people can travel, kids can go to school, and parents can go back to work. I ask God for forgiveness and I ask God to forgive those that sin as well.

If there is a cure, let the cure reach out to us quickly so we can move on and learn to appreciate being clean. The world will be ending soon, but I always pray that many people can make it to heaven as much as possible.

In Jesus name, Amen.

10 powerful Quotes

1.One of the many reasons we have fear in our heart is because we hate the truth.

  1. Hard work will never pay off if you don’t work smart because we put too much focus on the wrong area.
  2. Negative thinking have such a powerful impact in which you can have 364 good days and just 1 bad day which can have you thinking you had a bad year.
  3. Doing what you love for a living doesn’t guarantee a happy career if your co-workers and boss find a way you make you miserable.
  4. No race has it easy, but black people go through the most bullshit.
  5. Although black people go through the most bullshit, sometimes black people are at fault.
  6. The world is becoming overpopulated so make sure you pray to God before it’s too late.
  7. What’s scarier, being embrassed or never trying? Will you have a happier life for being embrassed for constantly trying or if your too afraid to try because your scared of being laughed at?
  8. Don’t mistake love for addiction because there is a big difference but when we think both mean the same thing, this is when we lose friends and family.
  9. No matter how hard life is, never give up but at times take a break. To win first place in a race, you have to train and train until your out of breath. When out of breath, you rest and recover and race the next day to build strength to make it to first place or die trying.

Out of the 10, which quote is most relatable to you?

Would You Rather Be Seen Or Heard?

Sound of a voice can hold weight, like a curvy woman.

But get neglected like the needs of  an innocent child,

under the roof of an abusive parent.

The face and the skin is more obvious which define a unique blessing.

Too much attention towards an attraction like paintings in a art galley.

Being seen is the first impression(normally)

Being heard is the last impression(normally).

You will be seen by many, and will be ignored by many.

Silence is your best friend, but sometimes your worst enemy.

Silence break hearts like twigs, and annihilate families due to

mental slavery shackled to the brain.

The young and innocent commit suicide before arriving Junior High.

Bullies laugh while the  principal mouth is zipped up like a body bag.

Parents are not notified and the victims of elementary school kids are terrified.

So silence disguise the inside which is being crucified.

The bullies are Romans that should be forgiven for they don’t know,

but yet still need to be held accountable for their actions.

Are the parents of these demons the scapegoat?

Only the lord knows.

Prejudgment is cold and do the most harm towards

the individuals without gloves and a scarf.

Prejudgment provides an affection that poison

the mind, body, and soul into thinking

life is not worth it

like a child that quit playing a sport that he only played in the first place to only gain the approval of his parents

that pressure and praise their son due to his athletic built.

How does this generation heal?

It takes skill to heal and it takes the appropriate tools to build.

The truth is shoved in  white envelopes sealed inside a coffin.

Secrets are hidden all the time like miscarriages and abortions from parents.

So many similes and metaphors I can use to express my feelings on this subject.

Lets not forget about the victims of  racism and sexism.

But here is the secret that is not so obvious to many.

The ugly truth is overridden by the curse of popularity.

Now not all popularity is bad, but it can move you ahead in life, like the fast lane pass in six flags.

When the ugly truth is not the popular vote or coming from the voice of an unpopular face, we do an about face and face the face of a popular figure with a nice figure wearing clothes from Tommy Hilfiger or whatever name brand trend that is popular.

A trail of currency have more followers on that path, than the trail that leads to  Jesus Christ.

For 20 million dollars, would you sleep with another man’s wife?

For that amount of money, is that worth the sacrifice of betraying your own wife?

Sad to say, some wives would encourage their spouse to fuck another man’s wife since money supposedly provides a better life.

Money is the root of all evil.

Money is the root, the materialistic items is the stem, the followers is leaves, and popularity is defined as tulip in the spring time.

Spring time is only a season and the warm weather is only reason that attracts the people to come outside.

Bu what happens during the winter time?