Home is where the heart is,

My heart hardened from the past pain.

Until I was rendered heartless.

Atherosclerosis, lead to paranoid psychosis.

Emotionally bankrupt mind, body and soul foreclosed.

Homeless.

On the Range if it’s a Rover/

eating BW3’S while I am roaming /

trying not to fill homely and feel homey like I was belonging loving.

Give me a home where the buffalo’s roam in the range metallic gray.

Cowboy Lone Ranger looking for my female Tonto, Pocahontas diginous, original true Native Melaninated .

Heart guarded sow closely blood stop flowing.

Arterial septal defect plugged the hole in my heart with gauze from God.

Psalms 34:18; God is nigh my spirit contrite.

Crushed Ready To Die,

Biggie Smalls dichotomized oxymoron singled out my double mind.

Left brain, right brain, conscious and subconscious unite shine bright.

Take Christ mind I rise. From the pool of

Black Label, J&B, Johnny Walker and Chivas Regal.

Love drunk, drugged and struck.

Past the point of a transplant just transparent.

Tried to patch the hole in my heart with clear  tape Scotch.

Putting a bandage on a wound left by a gunshot.

No masking or duck just measuring and video.

Viewed past performances to improve and perfect present practices and habits.

House is Not A Home, when your heart is broken.

I am like Luther Vandross/

Dun..Dun..Dun…DunDun,

making poetic love songs/ from my love lost.

Meditating on the scriptures written by Paul

1 Thessalonians 5:12-28, to get straight.

And the very God of Peace sanctify me wholly til I’m holy.Mind, body and soul unison on one accord whole as God holds me.

Holes in me are just character furnishings/

The Most High loaned me and win I know Moor of me I won’t be lonely.

The thorn in my flesh won’t even poke me.

Clean hands, clean soles and clean cloths on the dusty road.

Heaven on Earth wear I belong/

I reside in the skin learn to make myself at home.

There is a hole in my bucket list/

Sew eye dipped it in goals.

I’s own the prize Me, Myself and my pineal gland/

Triune DelaSoul. Potholes In My Lawn soil to plant seeds to get grown I’m on.

Call the Mortician plan the funeral and memorial for my BIRTH CERTIFICATE/ send me the funds.

Past on my fuck it list what is done is done/

Keep On Moving, don’t stop no go 360 Soul II Soul.

Camouflage Fears

Camouflage fears tattooed tears military occupation/

police state can I live.

Tattoos the mask of the guilty, artistic expression/

to disguise the disgusting

and assert bodily control.

Free to be me/

turn my body into a mural.

Creative mutilation. Cut it out!

What I believe in I stitch it in my skin/

my body is an easel/

sins of the flesh gets covered with colorful design and meaning.

Words of inspiration, people of influence,scriptures, pictures

and affiliations.

I tattoo papers with ink pins.

Camouflage fears so I blend in.

Look right pass me eat my dust/

I am in the wind.

Standing as a man Yas’ in fact.

So Spiritual I am invisible/

Salutes in my uniform the Holy Spirit/

Right and exact.

Camouflage B.D.U./

Army of YHWH we consonant/

we must recruit.

Hebrew Israelites/

Take the vowel American National.

Chasing Dam Nation things beavers build,

riding a camel toe with my turban on.

Lips of the love Lees, are my artist and tattoo.

Escaping the pain for a moment/

a lot of seeing a lot of doing.

Can we still unite as a movement.

Look beyond my faults I will be free.

Out of this world before they kill me.

Master my dark-side at nighttime so I can’t be seen.

In the day time my camo flow looks like the trees/

sniper waiting to assassinate enemies.

Don’t rock the boat/

don’t tip the  boat over.

Tried to understand til I was sinking.

Obeyed till I was unthinking/

Android=Androgynous,

homophobic not hardly.

Reading the Gay Manifesto witnessing

the perfection of execution.

E.R.A. the foundation of homosexual existence.

They get emotional evaluate the evidence.

Transformer,transgender, robotic,mutant,bionic,

material gurl/boi whatever.

Transparent trans parent/

looking like a man pregnant,

a women with a penis who has the period.

I surrender.

Eliminate gender defy the Natural.

Bee’s stop buzzing no honey, no pollination/

No carbon dioxide/no oxygen.

No anther no stigma, no stigmata no dogma/

no fertilization no crops,we starving.

Need Soul Food before we rot/

deteriorate/ G.O.O.D.I.E. M.O.B. get back

together Cee-Lo gets pop.

Back to Genetically Modified Rap.

Sea sections, no breast milk, GMO’S,BPA’S,

immunization, vaccination, medications/

fluoride, chemical waste unclean air/water,

soy/ estrogen,testosterone imbalance/

the birth of genetically modified people.

Know the side effects.

Microwave radiation everybody/

Sam Cooke, Changes Gone Come/

we got to learn to/

Accentuate The Positive,

Eliminate the negative

And latch on to the affirmative.
Don’t mess with Mister In-Between.

On the astral plane/ my poems camouflage with a note/

I wrote in the galaxy.

Three stars constellation/

Father’s House many mansions/

dying to fly to Orion and not be bound/

buy it.

So my aura is like the rings of Saturn/

Samsung logo.

ElGee 5D, Hebrews 4:12 Epitome of Epiphany.

My Samsung would be Another Saturday Night,

” Ain’t got nobody,I got some money,cause i just got paid

now how i wish i had some chick to talk to I’m in an awful way”

Getting the lovers name with the tattoo gun is like Russian Roulette/

Loves is gone and you have to cover or change it up.

Makeup covers that tattooed tear for the job interview/

ashamed of what you had to do. Hiding, feeling a live when/

the needle hits the skin heroine.

Offspring of Gil Scot and Jill Scott lose weight shooting Heron/

The Revolution won’t be televised but told in poems/

Led by the Spirit Witch won.

Connect to Source in 2050 I will be XXL.

He who has an ear let him/ and if you are deaf follow directions.

Poems in sign language to end anguish.

I want to K.I.S.S. the Most High so I digress.

DEW IT AGAIN!

You hurt me bad I come back and do it again, I tried, I failed that’s OK I do it again. This time harder, this time stronger I am smarter, I do it again I do it again.
I mountain dew never fall heads up Seven Up. 
Poetic August Rush! 
Yes I pop cans call me Grape Crush.
Insight Pepsi visionary. None Cola.
I am,it like Coke. UnCola like my Sprite. Like what I write. Dr. Pepper forever soda seed of growing wearing the Royal Crown mixed with the Crown Royal. Ginger Ale with the gin Seagram’s on the seven. Cool refreshing blessing. Float like root beer. Non stop pop to beat of the vocal tone. Never will I give up got to make it. To prosperity live in abundance. Find my way out the land of the lost. To write and edutain the world poetic king of pop.
You hurt me bad I come back and do it again, I tried, I failed that’s OK I do it again. This time harder, this time stronger I am smarter, I do it again I do it again.