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It’s About You
The way you treat people is only partly for them, but mostly it’s for you. To bestowe mercy on others, to show love and compassion even to those who aren’t showing it toward you, this is for you. To not judge others harshly helps them sure, but ultimately you are made better and your growth… Continue reading
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The Second Thursday of Every Month
Be sure to tune into your favorite Ape the second Thursday of every month starting next month for my articles. Coming Up: “Enjoy the Journey”, Thursday, February 9, 2017 @ 01:100a London, UK Time. Sometimes we need to slow down and capture the moment for what it is. Step outside of ourselves and see things… Continue reading
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No Punctuation
Dear Love, your voice is the sound of pages I’ve been waiting to read my entire life like run on sentences in a book too perfect to end tell me how do you shackle power to punctuation If I could I would end this poem with a period or place a comma in the places… Continue reading
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Convicted
His beauty was biblical. Much more than a body, he was diary. He was journal. A standing column of poetry. From the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, this was prophecy. Thought the teacher was a waitress asked her if I could have another round of him. Let’s be realistic, this… Continue reading
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Hope Like Water
I must admit I don’t know much about you The first ocean in which I’ve ever swam You were there in my mother’s womb And every other home in which I’ve ever lived I drink you And you consume me I cook with you From pieces of your soul I feed my children And we bathe in your arms Watching as you carry us Water Invisible Yet nurturing I know not what you are Not exactly I think you’re spiritual Because you left your DNA in my skin Your truth dripping as it clung onto my bones Like breath of life escaping my lips A misty cloud A forehead kiss Or a mother’s smile And the world is yours to conquer When she winks her eye And you know you got this You’re there to fulfill all our needs A spiritual fluid That man has not fully understood Like heaven right here on Earth Miracles In the desert If I could bottle hope I imagine it’ll look something like you If I could taste on my lips expectation I imagine paradise would taste Something like you If truth could be wrapped up in one word If hope could manifest itself… Continue reading
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