Combustible

 Blood against bone

I'm home alone

Breast bone pressed against chest

I'm under too much pressure

Listening to the drone

Of my voice again

I can't pretend

This shit has gotten any easier

I said the right thing

To the wrong people

At the right time

Wait!

I said the wrong thing

To the right people

At the wrong time 

Wait!

I said the right thing 

To the right people

At the wrong time

Wait!

Dammit

I said the right thing

To the right people

At the right time

But they just didn't want to listen

So God said

Wait!

Ain't nobody got time

To wrestle with no Angel's today

We live in a generation

Of voicemail conversation

And text message penetration

And absolutely no regeneration

I said we live in a generation

Of voicemail conversations

Of text message penetration

And absolutely no regeneration

So where is the sensation?

For this video game nation?

This I got to have it now generation?

We waving goodbye 

To our future credetation

Are we listening in

To our television waves?

Do we believe our paper souls

By money will be saved?

What is the value 

Of our families love?

What is the reference

To this Heaven up above?

What if anything

Do we believe holds weight?

All this emptiness in our lives taking space

What kind of nutrition

Are we putting on our plates?

What kind of mirror

We wanna see on our face?

Do we believe we are valued

By the things that "they" say?

What kind of kicks of kicks we gonna rock today?

A wise man once told me 

Something profound

He said my poetry spits the same

In heels or slides

And since then I knew 

He was on my side

Funny thing is many people love to judge

Not by how hard your work

Or how good you love

By by how you look or 

What clothes you wear

How cute your face

Or perfect your hair

But if the eyes are truly the windows 

Of your soul

Shouldn't they be the judge 

Of what you know?

Redemption

 None can take my light

For I am goddess born

My people called me Rain 

Because I brought the Storm

Cast upon me hatred

And all of your scorn

There isn't any box 

Can cause me to conform

I weather all your anger

And precipitate love

And maybe you can't see me 

Because I fell from above

I flew from the nest

When a push became shove

I took all of your lies

And purged them from my blood

I'm walking straight backward like Benjamin Button

Coming for Redemption

That should tell you somethin'

This Queen became warrior

I am out here huntin'

If you didn't want the smoke

Your mouth shouldn't have been runnin'

Honesty that policy that's best obeyed

Yet so many good people 

Out here gettin' played

Doin' Devil's work

And still collectin' pay

Go to Church on Sunday

Tithes from dishonest wage

Rollin' back in time

And I start gettin' younger

People stare at me

Eyes amazed with wonder

They begin to ask

What kind of spell you under?

They don't understand 

So I forgive their blunder

Walkin' on flames

And my feet grow tired

But my soul is charged 

And my mind rewired

I look to the Divine 

And become inspired

Time to walk away

From this funeral pyre

Time to rise and shine

And reclaim my throne

Time to shake the dust 

From my tired bones

Time to remember 

I am never alone

Time to play my music

Get back in my zone

Proximal Development

Exponential Me

All my puzzle pieces

Leading up to free

Marching on this journey

See what can be seen

Letting go of anyone

Who'd rather be obscene

What's the answer here?

What does it imply?

You never chose to listen

To the tears in my eyes

My heart is on my shoulder, yes

I wear no disguise

And when the day of Glory comes

You know I will rise

Everything changes in the 

Blink of an eye

So you best remain focused on the sky

The sin stained heart can never be denied

The scales of Ma'at

And that feather will fly

Wise words spoken 

Never listened to

So many people scoff 

At those who speak the truth

The Divine is present in all of you

That still small voice

Who senses what to do

But that Devil on your shoulder

Is just as real

And you're never gonna make it

Lest you armor your shield

Remember this life

Is just a battlefield

And the victor is determined

By the type of sword we wield

So keep on marching

Till the battle is done

If you sleep on your Soul

You'll never see the Sun

You've got what it takes

To see the victory won

A race can't be finished

If you choose not to run

Time wasted

Can never

Be returned

2020

 I went down to hell for 3 long years

And not many of you cared about my tears

So don't stand there now like you been right here

2020 like the focus

It's a brand new year

Sad how a mask becomes comforting

Like the warmth of a struggle 

Or face sinking in

To the pillow case

Just before you sleep

Mask on my face

"I cannot breathe"

I can't breathe

Should have never been said

Never should have been 

Kneeling on George Floyd's neck

What does it take to earn respect

In a country so bold 

As to give neglect

In exchange of all 

The roads they paved

The blood, sweat and tears

And lives they gave

And still their souls sing sweet refrains

Oppression is not godly

Babylon shall pay

The trumpet is sounding

Walls falling down

Jericho is marching 

To Zion now

Watch the irony coming

It will be profound

Like a thief in the night

Listen for the sound

And all who stood silent

On knees shall fall

There is no salvation

If you ignore the call

Small moments remembered

They have felt them all

Forty acres is 

A long way to crawl

Forty times forty

Could never be enough

Systemic oppression

Life shouldn't be so rough

The one percent

Got all they need

This country system 

Based on greed

Distract us well

On power they feed

But when the bow breaks

Will we fall to our knees?

Centipede

 Angel wings

Strings to heaven

Tendrils of music like feathers

Called blessings

Mystery 

Comes in the confession

Attention to detail

Comes in the confession

We believe

In sacred geometry

Trees fall leaves

And souls pay attention

Profession

Is as much human

As is the obsession

Jacob's Ladder ascends

In infinite upward direction

Protection

Angels fell in

Insurrection

We offer alms

Turn up our palms

And keep marching

Up the ladder

Glass ceilings shatter

Ether rains

Souls in stars

We're made of cosmic matter

Major Moves

 Hey all,

Haven't blogged in a while. I intend to start up again really soon. Just checking in to see who is still out here, lol. Major moves coming soon. I'm happy to say I am back in the studio and I expect the 4th album to be HUGE! I have all kinds of new thoughts and I am discerning now where Cadence House will be birthed. I am also discerning the timing of the pursuit of my Doctoral Degree in Depth Psychology. So many good things on their way.

Stay Tuned,

RAin

B.L.A.C.K. (a voice in solidarity with Africans in America)

Building leadership

And community knowledge

Goes far beyond

What they teach you

In College

Let's talk about

Where Rosa Parks sat

And what would have 

Stayed the same

Had she stayed 

In the back

Let's remember Ma Tubman

And every mile

She risked her life

To carry her people

To the other side

Let's talk about 

The current state

Of systemic degradation

Keeping the oppressed

From being part of this nation

Let's talk about the fact

That America

Was build by Blacks

On the backs and graves 

Of slaves

The way for white America 

Was paved

And they still refuse to say

Black Lives Matter!

Say it with me

Black Lives Matter

We could say Dr. King

And Malcolm X

Howard Thurman

Marcus Garvey

All deserve our respect

People who committed 

To their very last breath

To set their people free 

Say it loud with me

Power to the people

It is time to erect

A brand new steeple

We built this country

Yet they keep running

Our bodies to the ground

Profound don't you think

As we are on the brink

Of amber waves of change

I think it's kind of strange

They even open their mouths

 To say

Liberty and justice for all

But the call for freedom

Fell on selfish ears

They called us three-fifths 

Of a person

To ease their fears

And we have taken it

For too many years

It is time 

For Babylon to pay

And Black people

Pave the way

We are proud to say

Black is beautiful

Black will be free

Black is the way to be

We build our community

Against all the odds

And keep singing our songs

And fighting for the cause

We have persevered

Through all these years

So many tears

Yet strong we still remain

There is power in our name

Building leadership

And community knowledge

Is something

Most Professors

Don't teach in college

That is why we constantly

Stay on our knowledge

And keep fighting to be free

Say it with me

Black Lives Matter!

Speak Easy (for Ron)

Speak-easy door is not open

Because it's broken

And this venous anomaly 

In my brain has me

Feelin the same

Three broken birds 

On the sidewalk

No police came 

To line them in chalk

But their death

 Seemed significant

Had me feelin maleficent

Old Black Man on the East Side

Different from the West 

Still he's not white

Police came to talk

With him tonight

Center for Youth not enough

Sure bet for the betterment

Standing on the street

Ain't a testament

Seventeen years and the letters rest

But the government said

They never passed the test

She got his phone restin 

In her pocket now

Alarm says get up 

But he don't know how

She loved him long

And he stood their proud

But he can't hear her now

No matter how loud she shout

Three baby birds on the sidewalk

Bullets fly and the dead talk

We got wings and they lined in chalk

Women cry and the men just scoff

Speak-easy door listen to everything

Toddlers screech and the angels sing

Americans think they need three of everything

Why don't we pay attention 

To the important things?

Speak-easy door never opened

Magic words were never even spoken

Hearts hurt can't be broken

That's why wise words say

Dance like no one is watching

Sing like no one is around

Love like your heart

Has never been broken

What was never lost

Does not need to be found

Three broken birds

On the sidewalk

Busy lives don't even see

But our world 

Is the same as their world

What you do affects him

Affects her 

Affects me

Speak easy door must be broken

'Cause nobody lined up to speak

Nobody feels any passion?

Nobody feels any heat?

Speak easy door

Must be glued shut

Because I can't even see a line

I guess the people 

Living in this country

Must feel America

Is doing just fine

Three broken birds on the sidewalk

Didn't even get to know the meaning

Of being alive before 

Falling to their death

Speak easy door sliding open

I guess someone

Remembered what to say

Sometimes it's only one world

That can save somebody's day