WHERE EVER I GO

Where ever I go I see me
Where ever I go I see a part of me
Where ever I go I see who I want to be
Where ever I go I see who I am not
Then I wonder ‘where am I and who am I’.

By: Margaret Inniss

MEASURE

MEASURE

It helps us to listen to the center of our hearts using the wisdom of God to measure the successes of life.

FAILED DREAMS

FAILED DREAMS 

We cut our love ones with words that sometimes live through generations. Our children become us and live our pain through no making of their own. We push our dreams, aspiration and hope through them without consultation with them of their own dreams. Only because we think we know what’s best for them.  We continue to cut them by pushing our failed stale dreams through new fresh rivers that have channels of their own. Then we wonder why our offspring’s are confused and weary of life at such an early age. Think again, could it be our words of surgical cuts breeding a new generation of failed dreams.

LISTEN

LISTEN

Listen as the lie about you to you
Listen as they dictate who you are to you
Listen as they rob you of your true identity
Listen as they sting you with past words and watch you die
Listen and walk past them as they seek to bury you with the head stone Titled:

THEY LISTENED.

 

ANOTHER NIGHT

 ANOTHER NIGHT

Tonight is another lonely night full of elusive desires. Another night of past memories and hopeful realities. Another night to pray and ask God to send that man your way.

WOMAN

WOMAN

A generation of poverty provoked many a women to become multi-skilled, leading the next generation to a place of new dreams, new hope and new destiny. Think about the woman before you and how you can better her dreams. Think about the woman after you and how you can inspire her destiny. Maybe then, you can become the woman you want to be.

YESTERDAY

YESTERDAY

When the dust of yesterday lingers, telling the stories of poverty, don’t stay still hoping to win a two dollar lottery. Take charge and make your mark writing tomorrows history.

PAIN

PAIN

 When the pain within seeks to drive you insane look in the mirror and see a better tomorrow.

FORGET

FORGET

 Forget the black bird that picked you, the man who failed you, the woman who robbed you and the child who forsook you. Forget about that abortion and your right to a promotion. Forget about who they say you are and become what they say you will never be. Forget them.

Hello world!

THINK

 Think about you, the inner you, the real you that nobody knows. Forget the colored mask you wear and think about the warm you, the sweet you, the generous you – the you that you want to be.