no more than the bird with the piercing voice

Vanilla to Black Pearl Necklace

(Light skin sister):

My beautiful black sisters please love me

I might be light skinned, but You I do see

May not know your struggle may not know your pain

Yet I am a Pearl too on our collective chain.

Please don’t put vanilla in one great big box

We have much to tell when we’re safe to unlock

Some are Black inside, and a spy without

If we could string together we’d have so much clout.

(High Yellow brother):

I am down with my brothers I am doing Okay

Sorry that you yellow sisters feel this way

Brothers look at each other on how we roll

We look right through you straight to your soul.

Not our fault we came out this way

We’ve had this curse since slavery days

I know a sister who looks totally white

She fights for blacks both day and night.

Vanilla to Black Pearl Necklace

(Light skin sister):

My beautiful black sisters please love me

I might be light skinned, but You I do see

May not know your struggle may not know your pain

Yet I am a Pearl too on our collective chain.

Please don’t put vanilla in one great big box

We have much to tell when we’re safe to unlock

Some are Black inside, and a spy without

If we could string together we’d have so much clout.

(High Yellow brother):

I am down with my brothers I am doing Okay

Sorry that you yellow sisters feel this way

Brothers look at each other on how we roll

We look right through you straight to your soul.

Not our fault we came out this way

We’ve had this curse since slavery days

I know a sister who looks totally white

She fight...

no more than the bird with the piercing voice

I’m a mother-side caroler I stay by her side always

I start my warbling when she’s sleeping stress away

I have so much to sing about but mom wants no fanfare

Just wants her banana and to have her daughter there!

I’m a mother-side caroler don’t know what else to be

Best way to honor Father is to take care of her needs

May never know which came first the chicken or the egg

But we know for sure mom gave us birth and tucked us into bed!

My mother loves me will not let me leave her side

Just like Ganesha I found the shortest ride

Just go round the mother and serve her lovingly

Before you know it She dries your eyes and sits you on Her knee!

Oh, I’m a mother-side caroler do I really have a choice?

No more than the bird with the piercing voice

At the end of my days when I go round the bay...

Autism Tis A-U-M

Have you ever thought of our senses?

Four of five we have no control

Our eyes see the beauty and ugly unless

We are blind or they are closed.

Our ears often hear more than they want to

Wont for music we would often escape

We shutdown to critics and static

Compliments we wish could replay.

Our nose is open to attack frontal

We’ve no defense over this fate

But this one I won’t whine about

Without can’t taste much on my plate.

Our touch covers all of our body

It’s amazing how far it can spread

This is the one we are mostly best off

With our skin than yours instead.

Now we are left with our lips

Of these we get only one set

With this one we have total In & Out control

Unless fire should Think first prob...

The Message of the PLANETS

Have you ever thought of the eight PLANETS?

Earth is the Third that depends on the SUN

Their order and symbols are Eternal

To be human?  They show how to be one.

Number One is our Mental MERCURY

Creation gave us a Brain & Mind first

Impressions from thinking form Craters

Mind must be clear for the Sunlight we thirst.

Number Two is Beauty & Truth VENUS

She says think of others sometimes

Love arouses our Volcano passions

The fuel that inspires our lives.

Number Three is our home Mother EARTH

She gives us Water the source of all life

With Mind & Heart now we can create magic

Fully equipped to handle all strife.

sweetbitter unmanageable creature who steals in

So many have said it their way

>The unspoken they speak so smart

>We can come easy or can come hard

>Walk the razor’s edge or go a la carte.

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>We can thread the eye of the needle just right

>Chant the sounds and hold our breath real tight.

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>We can read get on our knees

>Still scared at the end of the day

>kNOWn eludes our creature-ego at play

>Diverting our attention the wrong way.

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>Sages all Ages say nowhere to look your SELF is for you to keep

>Like the deer chasing its own musk IT is hidden navel deep.

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>They further say there is only one way it starts bitter yet ends so sweet

>Make ego SELF’s friend and always beware of the