Found myself!

I find myself in the drums played by my ancestors in virgin lands of sand and sun so long ago

I find myself in smiles of children all over the world

I find myself in hieroglyphics found in the caves of seas somewhere in the east

I find myself in rice valleys worked by peasants and thieves

I find myself in laws of bureaucrats spread in all directions like feathers in the wind

I find myself in structures and buildings made of blood, sweat and tears with fingerprints of pain

I find myself in words written in the air and in papyrus leaves

I am a force to be reckoned with because I am…
I have travelled in the world with my eyes closed
I have learned lessons from my ancestors and from strangers within
I have danced and sung with beasts of all natures
I have talked the talk and walked the walk with pain in my back and tears on my face
I have freed myself from invisible shackles created by imprisoned men
I have embraced the layers of human that can be
I have painted my soul in all colors shades and creeds
Because I am…everything that I have found in memories and pages written in sprinkles of spirit
Just because I found myself!



I have been a slave to fear
Over the last few years
Slave to these negative thoughts
That’s consumed me
Every step was calculated by the voices in my head
Insecurities that resounded in every move
I couldn’t identify them because fear was unknown to me some time ago
I didn’t believe it
I didn’t speak it
I didn’t need it
There is something about this fear thing
It creeps in when you least expect it
It plants seeds when you’re not looking
And the minute you sway,
Oh there goes fear!
And it grew and it planted roots and it clawed it’s way to my heart!
Second guessing myself and my abilities,
Question my love and my forgiveness,
Doubting my sanity!
But today oh dear fear of mine, you have been uprooted and thrown away!
There is no room for you and I to live in the same space,
Because I make things happen
Because I build things
Because I carry my head held high no matter how scary it can get!
Checkpoints in my life created by dedication and work …not fear!
Thank you for all you have taught me and most importantly that I don’t need you!
I am a slave no more!

Power of Action

I wish words had power,
Not just power to move you and make you think,
Power to actions!
It saddens me that living in 2014 we still have to experience the abuse, the threat, the fear, the disgust, the disbelief that the struggle continues of the have and have nots…no I did not say race!
Because this is not about race, this is about the abuse of power that some have and other do not!
Being of a different color shouldn’t make anyone a have not but to some it does!
Some believe because they carry a badge and gun they can do and say as they please without ever having to justify why they do what they do because their brothers in arm will have their back.
But who has the backs of those that they swore to serve and protect?!!
I am not saying all law enforcement agents have these beliefs or that they abuse their power but the same way us colored folks us brown folks us red folks (yeah you Latinos fall under this category no matter how light skin you are!!!) are stereotyped daily so are the men and women in crispy blues with a badge and a gun!
It saddens me that a country that calls itself the melting pot, that was founded by all sorts of people …people with all sorts of backgrounds …people…just people….can today be criticized and ridiculed by the actions of the institution set in place to serve and protect it’s people!!!
All people no matter what race no matter what status no matter what conditions are to be represented and protected!
Isn’t that why we have officials in office that are supposedly put in place by the people?
Has the USA not called itself a democratic country? A country for it’s people?
I wish there were power to actions!
Not violence but actions that would make a great impact where the “haves” notice that they wouldn’t “have” anything if it weren’t for the “have nots.”