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I'll Pass(reparations)

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just different

Sorry if I offend

But I'll pass on reparations

Some may agree with me, others may not

But... keep you money houses and land

For my self respect and self worth are not for sale

I'll pass

the treatment I desire you fight me to acquire

Pull me over, if I'm crime free let me be

Traffic ticket ok, I'll pay it next Friday

I pray that day I will see

Walking down the street in my beautiful hue so fine

Sorry, not sorry but this is still no crime

However in your mind......

You are who viciously attacks, seemingly all of the time

I want the same respect you feel you alone only deserve

The respect you feel only your hue has earned

Wrong again

For there is no dollar amount that pays for my priceless dignity

Whatever the color we are all apart of "HUMANITY"

Mark 8;36

What profits a man to gain the world and loose his soul

This is what comes to mind

Sure money is cool but not all of the time

There are many things that should never be traded for the "dime"

Equality, respect, love, and a more positive nation

Personally with that, I am cool

For that is what I would define as reparations.

NOTE: I was once told that a poem is never finished and I believe this to be true. So with that being said I already know with this one I will never be through......LATER

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		Colette says: I agree, keep your money. Well said!!! Excellent write! poems by this commentor Are you tipping or dipping? Pete Holding on to the God rail
		TamaraD says: Thank you so much. Iâ€™m happy you enjoyed poems by this commentor Just Do It My Hearts Perception HE'S WATCHING (haiku)

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY TamaraD

PUTTING IN THE WORK

THINK IT, IMAGINE IT, ALMOST FEEL IT

DREAMS, DESIRES, LONGINGS

WE WANT TO CONQUER

HOWEVER, WE IGNORE THE WORK

IT'S EASIER JUST TO THINK IT IMAGIN IT ALMOST FEEL IT

HOWEVER YOU FAIL TO USE ITS POWER

NO EASY ROADS TO TRAVEL

NO SOFT MEALS TO DEVOUR.

CHEW 30 SOMETHING TIMES BEFORE YOU SWALLOW

RECIEVE NUTRITION TO MAKE YOU STRONG

YOU GOTTA WORK FOR THE THINGS WORTH IT

NO DAYS OFF TO PULL ALONG

HAMMER TO NAIL HEAD

EACH SWING GETS IT CLOSER TO IT'S DESIGNED PURPOSE

CONTINUE TO DRIVE IT IN

HOLDING FOUNDATIONS, END RESULTS WILL BE WORTH IT

I FORGIVE YOU

BUT I'M OVER HERE NOW

NO NEED TO REKINDLE, POTINIAL HURTS

I'M NOT SURE ARE SURELY GONE

BUT FOR ME AND MY PEACE I HAVE TO MOVE ON

TRUTH BE TOLD I'M CAUTIOUS, NOT TO BE CONFUSSED WITH FEAR

I'M CAUTIOUS OF THE ENERGIES THAT RESIDE SO NEAR

PUT UP A PEACEFUL WALL

WATCH ALL NEGATIVE FOUNDATIONS FALL

CLIMBING TO THE OTHER SIDE

NOW STANDING 10 FEET TALL

SO MUCH POWER IN THIS GUESTURE

TO LET GOD HANDLE IT ALL

SO BIG BY IT'S MEASURE, TOO STURDY FOR A FALL

SO YES I FORGIVE AS I TRULY DESIRE TO BE FORGIVEN

BUT IM OVER HERE NOW, PRAYING FOLLOWING GOD'S DECISION

BRUISED, DIED, AND NOW HAS RISEN

PUNCHING THE CLOCK

IT'S LIKE YOU CLOCKED OUT ....LISTEN

I UNDERSTAND YOUR STRUGGLES

BUT UNDERSTAND MINE TOO

SOMETIMES I JUST NEED YOU TO LISTEN JUST LIKE I LISTEN TO YOU

AN UNDERSTANDING SHOULDER TO CRY ON

NO NEED TO HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS TO THE MANY QUESTIONS SAID AND UNSAID

SOMETIMES THE GUESTURE OF AFFECTION WILL CALM THE NOISE IN THE BUSY HEAD

YOU THINK TOO MUCH, I THINK TOO MUCH YEA THIS IS TRUE

BUT IN THE MIST OF THE STORM I JUST WANT TO RUN TO YOU AND YOU TO ME TOO

SOMETIME I JUST NEED YOU TO LISTEN JUST LIKE I LISTEN TO YOU

UNFOLD YOUR ARMS OF FRET RELEASE YOU FEARS TO GOD

MAKE US BEAUTIFUL AGAIN BEATING ALL THE ODDS

TRUST ME I UNDERSTAND YOUR STRUGGLES AND I NEED YOU TO UNDESTAND MINE TOO

YET IN THE MIST OF THIS PLEASE DON'T SHUT ME OUT FROM YOU

WE MUST WORK JUST LIKE WE USED TO

...

Cover Girl

Lashes, hair done

that bomb silky straight

Nails perfection the best they make

Smiles you see her lies show

Laughter escapes her yet deep down

no one knows.

Behind her house door she hides beyond its veil

So many secrets too ashamed to tell

She is broken hurt mentally abused

Emotional scars, scratch her hearts love it hurts no matter how much she doesn't want it to

Open up her windows she though about screaming out

Too afraid of others care-less she again muffled her shout

Fancy nail prints, naw at her arm, self-inflicted pain

Internal confussion ace the test of driving her insane.

Yet indoors all who know this are her couch her tables and her floors

sometimes upon it's middle she likes to take a whirl

Like Wonder Woman appears at the end of a twirl

She is now "EASY BREEZY BEAU...

LAYERS

Stripping away layers so to speak

Losing trust and security in you

Damaging words hurt worse than the pain colors

Black N Blue

Today is one thing tomorrow another

Then a sudden flash goes past our love for each other

Stripping away the layers

With arrow roads of return

Restoration seems faded hard to like the love once yerned

Now the question do we mend the brokens ...... break

For how much more can I deal with?

How much more can I take

Then out this nightmare I quickly awake

Replacing the layers that now my prayers make

Mending posture I pray the Lord see's

fixing my layers as I bow my knees

SHE WILL ARRIVE

SHE ARRIVED AT THE HALL

STANDING ONLY FIVE FOOT THREE

SHORT AND SASSY LADY SHORT AND SASSY ME

TIME TO STRETCH OUT THOSE LEGS, ARMS THEN YOUR NECK AND HEAD

RELEASE ANY AND ALL THINGS DID, RELEASE ANY AND ALL THINGS SAID

YOU COULD NEVER BE THAT SPECIAL WHO

YOUR TOO OLD TO START A NEW

ALL THESE YEARS WASTED AT YOUR AGE WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

"NOW HUSH YO MOUTH AND MOVE OUT MY SPACE"

"I'M ABOUT TO DANCE AND DANCE ALL OVER THIS PLACE"

I'M GONNA LEARN THE CLAPS AND THE SNAPS, THE MOVES AND THE GROOVES.

SHOOT I'M GONNA GIVE IT ALL I GOT.

I WAS MENT TO BE GREAT AT THIS RATHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT

ITS MY FREEDOM TO DANCE AND TO SING

HARMONIZING AND MY BODY RING

THE SOUNDS OF .."GIRL YOU STILL GOT IT"

50 BIRTHDAYS AND ALL

THEN I WILL SMILE AND GRIN AND ACROSS THE ROOM I WILL SPIN.......TOLD Y'ALL!!!!

CRYSTAL CLEAR

Breathe in it's essence

to create the quiet of mind

gaze upon the stillness, let imagine rivers flow

your thinking will grow

Smile upon your face, reflections of bright lights ahead

Back faces behind you, step by step you take away from its dread

Blinking eye, new sight arise new knowledge is found

Crystal Clear new visions

Yes new and daily it's all around

so please never ever stop searching for clarity

MY SHHHH…WILL BE LOUDER

Quiet speaks volumes

More is said, heard, and felt

I have nothing to say, go on with your day your way

really I have nothing to say

The loud gets louder and it turns into shout the noise is uneasy confusion all about

Peace is knocking yet can not be heard

Peace is pleading...SHHHHH....not another word

Quiet is louder as odd as it may sound it will indeed be greater than any words all around.

So speak your mind a new way and not a word do you stutter

My SHHHHH.... will be louder for not a word will I utter

SSSHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

STRIKE A POSE

SMILE FOR THE CAMERA GIRL.....GO AHEAD A POSE

SMILE AWAY ALL THE DISTRACTIONS

THINK TO ONESELF...GOD LIFTED ME

WALK WITH POWER IN EVERY STEP AND A GRIN ON YOUR FACE

THAT WILL EVEN MAKE THE WIND STOP TO BASK IN YOUR GRACE

HEAD HELD HIGH ALLOW THE SUN TO KISS YOU

MELENIN POPPIN, DRIP DROPPIN, GLOWIN AND SHOWIN AND

EVERYONE WILL LOVE KNOWING.

THAT YOU ARE BACK

"CLICK"

PICTURE PERFECT POSE.....HAND PICKED BY GOD

BEYOUTIFUL BLACKROSE.....GIRL YOU CAN DO ANYTHING

POSITION TO PRAY.....STRIKE A POSE

SPENDING TIME

It's been a long time since I really sat with onself to create

Here is why...

I was waiting for the pain to break

Yet still waiting

Is my muse shown only in happy times?

With that, who am I really helping?

That is NOT lifes story

I feel better when I can relate. But I wanted to hush the sadness,the

madness, the pain that crept in my life

Attempting to steal my Glory

IT WAS WINNING

Keeping me from ....me and I just didn't want to do what I was created to.

Many forms it takes, attack after attack and I question as I crumble

Why me? No fight in me I see

No left hook or jab would help me I was shook

Crowded negative all around me, No matter where I looked

My pencil stayed in it's cradle not fulfilling any purpose...just like me

Alast a revelation came to me so simple and clear one day

Atmonstphere...