When I Die

I want the clouds to cry for days on end

Where visions of Noah come to mind

And Paul laments my sufferings on Earth

I want Solomon to await conversations on it all

Pausing as Ables blood whispers in my ear

As the watchers guide me towards Cain

So that he can explain death in all its gore 

Maybe Adam will change up his animal garments 

The ones Eve sewed for him so lovingly 

I want to bring forth tablets to inscribe 

Along with Moses

Gaze at the golden calf being worshipped 

While Jesus ascends 

And Lucifer tugs at his robe 

I’ll take pictures alongside them all

And pray they make it on social media 

As proof that Muhammad is indeed familia 

As they meditate with Siddhartha

And dance with Shango

Pay tolls to Eleggua 

For safe passage

Where I cast Opuele with Orunmilla 

Yes let the heavens cry to disguise the elation

Of true elevation 

When I die   
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God

I stood filthy yet clean 

Thinking water could erase

Rags shining like suits

Oh how I skillfully clothed my sin

Disgust painted over with a smile

I played the game in haste

Pride burying self

Leaving remnants of what has been

I now seek that which is true

With vigor and zeal

Guilty as I am before you

On my knees I do plead

As I give up this world

And all its appeal

I surrender all to you

Trusting forevermore in your lead

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New Year 

Another year has come and gone, they seem to fly by the older you become. It’s definitely time to look in the mirror and reflect on what has been and what’s to come. Have you grown spiritually? Emotionally? Growth can never be measured on the size of your bank account or worldly possessions. I urge you to make things right with the man above, remember tomorrow is never promised. 2016 here we come by the grace of God! 

Empty

I sit here

Reveling in the aftermath

Of what I am capable of

Transcending love 

Into purest of hate

I realize

You are correct

I am to blame

Curse me with fervor

Wish for my destruction 

And downfall 

I am ready

For it all 

Arms wide

I embrace the fault

That is I

Repulsive 

To myself

I do not deserve

Love

Nor hate

It is much too good for me

Squirm away

Like the witnessing 

Of rodents passing

I only wish

To leave this realm

I surrender 

I wave the flag

I don’t want to cry anymore

I don’t want to know

The pain of loves betrayal

I don’t seek to venture

Down disappointment lane

Those tears you cry

Aren’t worth my lament

Let me shrivel away

Til dust is no more

And even the Almighty

Can not breathe life into 

The sands that filled me 

Empty I came

And want to return   

The Errors of my Way

Not going to speak of motivation

Or being in tuned with spirit

Won’t assert my own personal beliefs

Because I may feel owner of truth 

Will not cleverly decipher my childhood

And adult years 

And spew it on some rhetorical rant

Of now knowing better

That I’ve somehow figured it out

Or that divinely inspired 

I’ve spoken out words of awakening

No I dare not partake 

Of such false imagery 

Only to capture the attention of you

I’d rather digest my failures

Into essays

Formulated from my tears

Spouting into capsules of reality

That yes I have wronged a multitude 

Of past lovers and friends

Have used them as a means to an end 

Where human and sub human exist 

Lest not forget 

Cursed as I am

I bleed from self inflicted penance 

Yet you’ll never attest to this

Viciously astute I do hide well

Behind an erected stature 

With no chip left on shoulder 

I seek repentance 

From thee

From myself 

And What I’ve yet to do to you

From the errors of my way