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Briefing: Putting the new presidency in perspective Donald Trump, You’re a president, For all to see, At the end of the poem, I don’t need nobody, To follow me, America stop the panic, You’re not South Africa, They got it really drastic,   Sat in my college course last semester, A South African native, said stop your crying, The South African president made it legal for random people, To randomly walk in your house, I got family still over there in the slums, And I have to worry because they can’t get out, She said “you’ll be ok, It’s just a president”, Not a lynching in the south,   Where’s Black Lives Matter, And all the so called organisers, Telling people they’re strong, Where’s unity during the storm, It’s the clash of the titans, Good versus evil, Good is winning, Females in higher positions, Young kids pursuing entrepreneurial ventures, But we still got ways to go, Blacks being killed, And we got the vide

Can we coexist? The sinful side, And the gentle man, Is this really in God’s plan? To create a flawed man, Blessed with great gifts, With karma, In his life, Having an empty hand, Fucking grateful, Lacking survival’s remorse, Wasn’t talent but God’s torch, That led my course, Up into I become a corpse, I be conscious of the light, He shows forth, Guess I’m not that bad, He still lights my way, Even though at times, I’m terrible at, Wearing the best Christian hat, But daily that’s one area, I’m getting better at, Lord forgive me Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

You're getting so close, You're really freaking me out, Have me thinking about,   Marriage and kids, You're more than the average chick, My family don't say "who is this", Nothing feels so true like this,   They say you're first real....., Still afraid to acknowledge this, Just saying if I was a college, You'll be full-ride scholarship,   Sometimes my heart tries to holler the truth, The other day a chick touched me, All I could think about was you, Oops!   Egg shells crack, My emotional walls broken, No longer choke on I love you, Because you're a token,   And I'm a slot machine, Jackpot! Used to live emotional locked, Inside my sandbox,   A past that I seldom speak of, People and situations make it reoccur like a beeper,   The steeper we climb, The harder they fall, I love women, But you have no competition,   You're the flo

Initial thought: The moment thirst trap isn't fun anymore.. Daily confirmation, Women on different levels, Can't even blame it,   Attention whores, Living miserably poor, If you judge on self love, And concealing a man's imagination, For them it would be, A chore,   Less clothes equal more love, Empty soul, Attempts to fill with man-ables, Cannibals of your own essence, Your value continue to lessen, With every Instagram post you're making,   The man ain't wrong to come at you, The way he do, The hunter captures prey, And you're the wounded animal,   Vulnerability screams from thee, "LOVE ME...... SEE MY TITTY..."   Used to can't help but indulge, But now I feel pity,   Can't imagine what's it like, To only fill whole through social media likes, And exposing of bare self, Just to get help, With low self-esteem that creep,   Out y

You left me, But you brought something back, A kid with a pen, Never knew I'll touch lives like that, Though I still prefer your life right back, Who ever knew 10 years ago, would lead to this though, My poetry being read all across the globe, Have a fan from overseas telling me to keep my feet on pedal and go, Others reciting their favorite quotes, I guess your death spark a voice in me that if you haven't left, I'll never know, I know you're resting beautifully and I can still see your smile, What a glow.. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

You not fully committed if you feeling imprison, Lust for others’ bodies that you weren’t given, Adopting sexual vibes, When you’re nonexistence, Missing myself, Missing the ways it used to be, Usually I don’t say much, But can you handle this gee, Tripping over the single life, I’m not single right, But my body trying to convince me, Of an opposite life, Free me, Silent yells, From my unidentifiable self, Searching for a breath, I need to breathe, Free me from my past self and welcome a new seed, I believe, One day this will come to past, And I’ll outlast the beast of my far from pure past, Cast out the temptations, That only wants to destroy me, That toy with me, Until I get bored with thee, Thought of a stable life, A beautiful marriage, And wife, This type of life will make your fantasies, Be the silent knife, That dismantles, Your whole life Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - In

Forgive me God, Forgive me, forgive me, I’m a, Lost child, forgive me, forgive me, For being lost, Come heal me, Come heal me, I’m filthy, I’m guilty, Of the things that eat at me, Scriptures flee from me, Look in the mirror, I don’t see me, Or who I want to be, I don’t remember me, It’s a distorted image I see, I must discover me, Because I lost me, So I fall to my knees, Praying hard, ………hoping God finds me, Six months later, I found me, Questioned God, And people around me, The devil tried to kill my faith, But I found me, Cast out a toxic life and surround me, With purposeful living, I’m finally free, My friends now reminding me, Pray daily, The world wants to kill your baby, And the devil, Is his first lady, It’s sad but so crazy, The world is filled with temptation, Run away from it, Because it be chasing, Your dreams are worth more, Than any detour seeming worth chasing Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instag

Kissed the lips of temptation, Personally met satan, Internal complications, Due to your mental arrangements, But I'm free now, Finally can see now, That distorted presence, Don't always feel pleasant, Sometimes you have to ignore yourself, And trust in the one who say it, The voice of God, Covers me when he replied, Yet the devil trying to make me see life, Through evil eyes, Testing my psyche, Like do you believe in God? While fighting off worrying, And feeling broken inside, Trying to ignore my human feelings, While trusting in God, He spoke to me, So I know he resides, Right now, in the turmoil, Of my life, Only providing me a gift, When I see a wife, No premature birthed life Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Psyche distorted, Love her but I hope a baby is aborted, Prayed to God before that, Had instant calm, Days later had instant calm, Now I'm wondering, If her time comes on, Didn't question God prior, But now I feel like, The time is here, God hasn't come, With no answers, for this test of faith, That I am on, Troubling thing, But like my parents tell me, I am grown, My choices are my own.. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

They try to break my spirit, But they know, they can't kill it, I'm my own worst villain, And I killed those voices a while ago, Now I'm truly living, The outside world doesn't affect me, Because internally, I'm at peace, I always cease to become disturbed by, The external world trying to affect me, When I was young, My confidence neglects me, I felt, So incomplete, Now you never catch me, Walking down the street without confidence raging inside me, Fought my mental battles, now I'm finally free, Still evolving myself, changing the world around me Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

I can be with the crowd and not be apart of it, But eyes get sure, Regardless of it, So I'm guilty while I'm innocent, On-lookers who perceive themselves as innocent, Look at me as evil, while adrenaline, Pumps through their veins, When I'm near them, The world so foul and twisted, Even reality is questionable, It's starting to feel less credible, But we can't deny the inevitable, That if you strongly believe in a God, The faith in that is inseparable, Fully immeasurable, But in some form, You always sense his presence though, The world is still sick, Belief in him will always remain fit, For any day Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Experienced the most prejudice, Between my own kind, Experiencing this, In these turbulent times, Is it a crime to be different? A crime to be ambitious? A crime, To want to accomplish things, Before deadline submission? Damn, It's sad and frustrating, Contemplating evil thoughts, Against my own racial favorite, Damn these select few, Who don't know how to cooperate to, Accomplish things, We need to do, So the higher ups, won't reprimand you, Prejudice is sad, Thankful for no discrimination, That's worst, Prejudice in the world, Prejudice at work, Feel like my race, Is truly cursed, It birthed, Negative feelings, It hurts, Like a burn, Needing healing, What, A fucking feeling Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Damn I'm going through a lot, I can physically feel my pain, Though it's all psychological, It feels like rain, The pain, Never seem to subside, My eyes, Never seems to be dry, Dear God, Where's the peace? I'm a man, So I can't open up, You may take me through this, So I can open up, Why do we men, Fail to open up? We have hell chasing us, We don't express it, So it's mentally bottled up, Though the psychological weight of it all, Crumbles us, We try to be tough, But we need to open up, It's ok for things to bother us, It's ok to feel things are too much, It's not being soft, Just being real enough, To express yourself, Or ask for help, You can't do it alone, Slow down and catch your breath, A king can't have a kingdom without a wise counsel, Knights with armor to help defend his nice houses, The more we realize we're not alone, The better we'll

If I give you a 50 will you remember me, Or remember your pain from lack of sovereignty, My dignity, Can't help to see you struggle, Feeling myself about to weep, Because in my beautiful city, People live below poverty, Your sorrow, I harbor with me, Tell the truth, I wish God would bless you monetarily, America you telling me, We can fund wars, But can't find people, Food to eat, Black people are free, But the homeless, Will never be free indeed, I wonder if everyone lend a dollar, Will he or she have a place to sleep, Or place to eat Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Started to question my people, Was it really illegal, Or did we provoke the nonsense, Or were we really peaceful, The decisions I battle with, Back and forth, forth and back, I don't want to support us, If we didn't just fire back, Lash back, Bash back, And only get defensive back, I would hate to support a hypocrite, Especially if we punched first, And the cop ended it, Because I can vividly, See the end of it, If I was a cop today, I'd be provoked to trigger a kid, Because society say we are, Crooked as the American flag, Promotes unity, Yet separation exist, And the winning class, closed mouths, Make it appear they love it, Questioning united we stand, Because divided we fall, You see vividly, As one shot, two shot, shot six times, Black mothers fall sad, Yet their tears fall harder, Every tear that hits the ground, Rocks the black community a bit harder, Hope the black men say "stay strong and you can make it," To the kids

Trying to lead the flock, Though I'm part of the flock, Not a black sheep, So I blend in with the flock, Do they choose to listen, Or close their ears to my thoughts? I'm just trying to help, Though I need help myself, Hopefully, I don't come off as perfect, Maybe then, they'll allow my help, Feel like a broke kid made millions, Without anybody else, It's no fun, If others can't touch the wealth, Made it here by myself, Big mansion with no one there, Drop messages to ones who drool, About the success my life include, I teach them how to elude, Bad situations I went through, Never spoke on it, But they know I'm telling facts, I talk from passion, So they know I'm fully intacted, Giving them weapons against their obstacles, And telling them fight back, Sideline cheering for them, A coach, Having their back. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Black people problems, Problems, Problems, Problems, Black people problems, That 23 year old, Pulled over, Police suspicious, Because he drives a Range Rover, Officer ask for his license, He reaches for his wallet.... Black people problems, Problems, Problems, Problems, Black people problems, The college student eluding all of his peers, One difference besides the grades, This person is the only black kid, Breaking the stereotypes, Of the ones on the campus, Speak so articulately, And have no blemish, How fast your life changes, When you're by yourself, You're the only one of your kind, No one to turn to for help, They lack empathy, Can't understand what's it like to be me, Their skin, Never been tan like me, Black people problems, Problems, Problems, Problems, Black people problems, That sixteen year old, Belly swollen, Heading home every day from school, And get treated cold, By her mother, brother, dad, Sister, Make

My ex cheated on me, Thought it was love from the start, but that diminish from me, Turned out I was her heart, But physically vacant, The distance made a difference and the guy near by saw the opportunity and ate it, I bet she wasn't tasteless, probably filled with seven spices, I can't speak on it because she never gave it, Up to me, the plate was meant for me, so eventually, I'll get the plate if I can deal with the grief, of an old friend first, hitting her repeatedly, I hate second, If I know you, feel like I'm hitting the same spot as you, beating a dead horse is like a poison, slowly killing myself, intimacy I see the previous owner, started comparing our lives and feel frozen, then turned me into a drunk and I'm overdosing, vomiting out words that should never be spoken, my insecurities get revealed, my vulnerability never gets healed, this relationship steering without a steering wheel, we crash into a tree, it splits you fro

The blind man can truly see, If he opens his eyes, And see what we see, The fact that he's blind, Is only self belief, Stigmatized by a society that tells him, He can't see, Sometimes you must open your heart, To open your mind, And your eyes follow suite, It is with the heart we lead sometimes, And tough times, Our mentality helps us get through, The times when our eyes, See we can't make it through, What if the blind man had vision? How much would his life change? Eye sight is meaningless, To our internal that won't change, We must alter ourselves, Into "I can do anything," Maybe then the blind man, Can accomplish his dreams, With his eyes, Wide open. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Love is in the air, The economy is getting better, Seeming like people starting to care, Heard of no killings today, Seems like we starting to dare, To live different, No more killing lately, Look at us loving different, Races and creeds, And people who succeed, At being different, From us, We bleed the same, So to hate someone similar to you, Is insane, Hoping to live full of love towards everyone, While limiting the pain, Is it possible? Who can stop my dreams from pressing go? I believe I can, I got the testicles, Therefore I never stress so, I live comfortably without deceit, Or spite towards someone different than me, I embrace all culture and thirstily speak, Trying to learn new worlds different than me, You make me better, Create new eyelids, For the kid who was stuck in a box, Lack of exposure that the world did, Someone please love the kid, He’s trying to learn to love, With cultural eyelids Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically

Solid surrounding, I'm feeling completely grounded yet I'm elevating, More determined that ever, Because the finish line awaken, Taking my steps even more calculated, Pride doesn't imprison me, So I'm still concentrating, Even though my world is surrounded by real gold, And diamonds that are the finest like nice wine, My current state is speaking to me saying you're doing just fine, Invest in your future and keep God happy, Only a few years away from birthing your plans of a beautiful family, One day you'll be a pappy, The world ain't always what it seems, It's so distorted, One day you'll plan a life, the next day you'll abort it, Life is full of ups and downs and opportunities missed, Never wish for the perfect time, Just always exist, And the rest will follow it, This door is almost closed, We can almost close the book, A few minor things left for us to cook, Not many made it, False friends fading, My world

You continue to protect the close, But do you know, Constant protection is detrimental, To your own relational growth, Birds don't fly with caterpillars, Sea animals don't live on land, Some things aren't meant to fit together, Like a bad plan, Capture me now or let me slip away, The choice is yours, Do you have my back or will you back away, What's a relationship without support, It's like walking in a dark tunnel without a torch, A marriage bond for divorce, Just an appetizer without a full course, Because even when the world belittle me, I still stand on my feet, Because the strength of my own, Plus the support, I want to say, You provide me, In the end, Never asking you to really choose, I'm bond to lose, And likely tear your heart in two, I don't want to cause you pressure, Or have you pondering, Wondering if I'm really here for you, Or have a personal squandering, I'm just wondering, If you truly, Let me be

Sad how it really ended, Supposed to be the father of your child, but I felt I reneged it, The person you could console in, I should’ve been it, Even if being committed, my heart wasn’t in it, Resent the times, you couldn’t talk to me, I was too busy at times, Others, I wasn’t acting like I supposed to be, How so conceited of me, I was supposed to be, …………………..there, Because the mother of my child needed me, Repeatedly, I replay these thoughts, Constantly getting mad at my faults, Wish I could repay the times my actions cost, A great relationship to diminish, Should’ve thought how this displayed to our daughter, Bad treatment, I gave to her mother, What if our daughter thought this was right, Wanted it for her life, And gets attracted to the bad treatments, That I demonstrated, Right in front of her….. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

It's a new story that unfolds, Thought she died another way, That's what I was told, I guess cars don't always wreck, She was really driving fast, shot herself in the chest, Then closed her eyes and took her last breath, Sad that a bad experience caused death, Suicide kills silently, A side you seldom see, but mentally its violently, You just witness the person laying motionlessly, Hoping they don't see peace, Before you reach the police.. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

used to be a deadbeat, until I found heavenly peace, curved my life, worked hard for my daughter, so when she's older, I can really say that I mold her, the cold reality of the world, begin with the cold reality of my flaws, my flaws get locked jaw if I don't evolve, bye, bye, to all my flaws, determined to step away, focusing on never fall, then I got the call, became a single father and couldn't applaud, my baby momma died in a car wreck, we were never per-fect, but we took care of our preci-ous, now all of a sudden she unexpectedly left, we were never in a relationship, but had good relations, it was birthed over time, after she missed her time, funny how a storm can conquer friction during our time, rest beautifully, I'll take care of our daughter, though regretting you not being here for future times like when she breaks her future water, Or when she develops time, Or when she gets married, Or when my future granddaughter lo

 At times I feel like, I then outgrown my friends, My blessings too big, And I'm surrounded by fish with no fins, How could you swim? If you never had dreams that roar, Inside your spirit, sizzling like a fish on a skillet, Feeling like I'm being reinvented, And ones around me isn't fitted, What a sad feeling, The people I grew up with, And got comfortable round, Was the ones not fitted, God told me leave that town, So I pound on my chest, And trust my heart, Because at the end of the day, I trusted God from the start, He tells me to move, Though I feel discomfort, He knows what's best for me, I just have to be humble, I can tell my kids about childhood friends, But no physical proof, isn't what I intend, They were good for the moment, But God said let 'em go, Sounds like I'm alone, But he never let me go, Just adjusted my foundation, To his liking though Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram

Used to want air forces, Now I need....air forces, To assemble my broken life, It's so distorted, Once seen a clear view, But I'm blind now, And I'm hurting, asking God is this life, Really mines now? My eyes close, Dreaming of a better day, Imagining this pain away, I guess walking a straight path, Birth many blessings, But you also get hurt, You gotta be tough, dammit, Life was once beautiful until it birthed, I used to have it easy until I prayed, And gained everything I wanted, In these days, The devil robs the wealthy man, If you're under attack, it's subconsciously God's plan, The poor don't get attacked because they lack value, And wealth isn't always monetary value, You pray for more, He gives you more, But can you en-dure? The pain and suffering, That sometimes tries to conquer us, Can you see the dilemma confronting us, Christians Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan p

My tats reveals life, I'm starting to see through, Clear view, I'm starting to see the bright light, It cancels out the shady life, I used to, Live through, Gun shots hit me, I still got the proof, One scar, two scar, maybe three, I lost consciousness, Maybe more, Went through, Turned over my bad life, Birth of my first child, made me live right, Tattooed God on my torso, Tatted the cross on my back, These not just designs, This is the life I live by, I'm committed like a kid that lie, Crying for their mother's presence, I'm a holy man, Only God can save me, His blessings is my message, Battling my past, How long will this last? Walking in favor ain't fair, Multiple Attacks, Keep my humility in tact, IT'S HARD LIVING, For this cross on my back... Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Taking instagram pics, In search for like for your body, Depression is close, If likes don't blow, I wonder if curious eyes ever knew, The power they give the deflating you, That never know, Even with clothes on, You still....glow. You're God's creation, That was meant to blossom, Whether some plants seeds inside you or not, You were given breath, By the creator of life, So your creation alone is magnificent. I hope you get this message, Before you miss your essence, And constantly chase after, Someone else reflection, Of you. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Apart of the "Dying Generation," Death tolls higher than rates of graduation, In nation not third world, But the crimes are elevating, So many innocent victims killed, Our hearts can't take it, How many broken hearts, Do families have to embrace? Lifestyles they had to change, Just to transition through life, Living life, without one less name, Are we living in a nation deranged or untamed? Laws supposed to restrict, But induce more pain, "Stand your Ground," Is that another way of telling us to fight back? Because the government can't protect us, With laws that supposed to correct the incorrect in us, Leaving us to fight toe to toe with these nuts, That takes guts, Not many of us have, This not IraQ but we're fighting a war, The difference in the feud, Is due, To the fact that it's us against the nuts, Without back up, So we can fight them, But making it home to love ones will not be likely for us, So "Stand you

We started off as kids, Then birthed into adolescence, You went one way, I went another direction, Since then, it haven't been the same, since, I'm writing sentences, and you're getting sentenced, Reality struck by life, I'm dying to be replenished, So many I once knew from young, Now getting educated, Or being decapitated by life, Others struggle to pay bills, a young mother or wife, Honestly, my heart's hurting, Because my eyes still view us as about six, Busy bodies in the world, innocent to it, Yet can walk in decisions, the size of adult shoes, I still view us as kids, Who doesn't need adults, To tie our shoes, Sometimes I feel, like I'm the last one left, Close friends become distant, Their decisions made them breaking news worth mentioning, Some news good, some bad, Thoughts of old friends new moves, Alter my views, Walking down a straight path, Only me left, And no longer...........you. Writer: @living_everyday_optimi

message: love yourself always....first...and life will be beautiful regardless inspiration: poem inspired by Kendrick Lamar single "i" Success is crippling, Eyes no longer look to me to be, The brightest star they ever see, They’re no longer amazed, so they no longer applaud me, But I don’t care, I love myself, Even when she said I wasn’t good enough, painted a picture of a man, but it wasn’t me, inside my heart cracked and started to bleed, she don’t believe, there’s a man that she sees, I look in the mirror and say to me, I love myself, At times when all hell is breaking loose, and doubt visits, When life is playing tug of war with my mind, and peace seems to never be consistent, When God is the only one I can call on, because human understanding isn’t in existence, I love myself, At times I am floating through life, When nothing is wrong, and everything, seems to go right, when God spoils me, and sunny days start as soon as I wake, I always

I was sixteen when my mother left, the worst feeling....I ever felt, the one who birthed me, spit me out, tossed me out the house, from that day on, its only been me in my life, what a long run, a long journey, one child left to fight, without his mommy, tummy hungry, it sounds like a honey, bee, buzzing in the grass, my mother cut the umbilical cord, she cut my dreams too, off with head went that, with my exit too, two years of street smarts keep my blood warm, as I wondered through the streets sneaking condoms, another customer coming, so protection I had, no longer my mother's job, I was all I had, self-employed, CEO of my company, picked a corner to fall asleep, a corner for customers to get familiar with me, woke up one day, my body was killing me, soreness from yesterday activity, close to rape the other day if you ask me, but it's fine because I'm breathing with pockets full of money, ignoring the pain I felt from it, leasing my apart

Always told, I wasn’t good enough, Accepted the truth, And the confidence I had left, I threw it up, There goes my gut, Instinctively inclined to fail, Never think try, Because I’m born to fail, Words stamped on me since my youth, I ate those words up, And started to live that truth, Failure after failure, Confirmed the peanut gallery words, To be true, Have you once tried to fly? Then life smacks you down like, I TOLD YOU, Starting to believe, Life hates me from the moment, I opened my eyes, Because ever since birth, I always felt oppressed, Never making something, Out of myself, I’m not good enough, That’s what they always say, I will never rise, I will only fade away, And never live to see the day, Someone break the family curse, And rise to a higher place. Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Still turned on by my past, Wondering how long does it last, Yet still relevant is my present, Though certain times, My past gets the best, Of me while I have time to breath, Guess I’m a slave to it, Chained, And shackles on me, fitting tighter than anklets, Dying to run from the past, But I can’t escape it, Every time I run away, my mind chase it, Guess it was meant for me to embrace it, Realizing some pleasures feel good but it’s a bitter fruit, Slowly poisoning me, I die slowly, Never knowing this, Because the pleasure never told me, So I keep reminding myself, That good feelings, Are sometimes, bad for your health, You fail to function, You could get so wrapped up, That nothing matters, That’s the price of living in a flashback place, When you live in better, You can’t operate, the same way, Because if you do, your hope will wither, And the definition of insanity in you, Becomes more clearer, Doing the same thing, expecting different results, Si

Side note: My poetry is a journey of my life. I'm unselfish so I share some of it.…to show I'm human and to hopefully help someone else. Sitting here scared to death, Paranoid about what will happen next, Similar place but new ventures, Rattles my mind and I'm scared by my potential, Emotionally shooked, Rising up, I see when I look, Ahead of myself yet I'm still afraid myself, My life serves more of a purpose, And I'm aware of it, Sometimes motivates me to fail less, Because I inspire people, And if I fail, Their hope for themselves would have left, In the wake of a new life, I'm excited but shaking, Far from what I knew, but I believe, I will make it, I know it's a big stage, but I'm scared to take it, I know I'm prepared but get shy to embrace it, Yet people still have happy faces, When they speak about me, because they believe I'll make it, So much pressure for a young man, Who still sees himself as a child, and n

I'M THE BIGGEST TARGET, OUT THERE IN AMERICA My mom is left to only say, Be care-ful, Because I walk, A cop has a bullet for my chest, Leaving me gasping for my last breath, Hoping his fellow officers will help, I should've thought twice, Because they don't care, They're just a gang, That replaces flags with a badge, And call it justice, When they murder a future dad, Someone never had, I bet they secretly glad, You cut the head off the snake, Does it still moves? You killing the black man, But you can't make us looooose, Because there are stats that say, In few decades, It'll be more of us than yooooou, EVEN NOW THERE'S STATS SAYING THAT YOU'RE PLUMMETING, I bet you can't stomach it, You keep VOMITING, So you kill another darkie but stats, YOU CAN'T RUN FROM IT, So in the end, Mothers hold your sons close, Cherish them before a cop gets suspicious, And they go ghost, And young men, Learn how to maneuver,

Feel like I'm flapping my wings, And still haven't flew yet, Guess I wasn't meant to fly...yet, Working hard, dripping sweat, Until that day I finally, Get out of this mess, I'm a diamond buried, Amongst all the dirt, People over look me, Until I emerge, For now I remain submerged, Into my books so I won't get took, By these crooks, Mental pictures keep the pictures, So my memory never fade, When its time to rely, On the knowledge I've gained, Watch out for me, I'm coming, Running and running, Never settled down, Until I reach where I'm running, Even when I'm almost there, I run hard, I want to cross the finish line, Running hard, No huffing and puffing, I've trained every minute, To get to this moment, Picturing it in my sleep, Keeps me, Always hungry, Locked in, Looking to own it, I know in no time, The time is coming, The gun then sounded, And watch this marathon, I'm running. Writer: @living_eve

Died when I was fifteen, Shot at eight, At eight this little boy, questioned if he could be great, Someone told him he wasn't nothing, The first shot he would take, And multiple shots later, As his age begins to get wise, He becomes traumatized and no longer tries, He's only fifteen, And this young boy, already died inside, The truth, Remain concealed behind his eyes, He smiles in public, Yet feels no happiness inside, He thinks, Too many times I tried, Too many times I failed, I no longer believe, I can succeed, Because I repeatedly failed, I wish someone could extend help, Whisper in his ear, That life has ups and downs, So fight hard, So when the good times come around, You'll still be around, Anticipate your time, Plot out strategies, That get you to your finish line, Next time you see a youngster, Whisper in their ear, Next time you see a youngster, Whisper in their ear, Whisper in their ear Writer: @living_everyday_optimistica

Trying to get a thumbs up, Yes I crave attention, Popularity feeds the starving, Because they're mild-nutrition, Attention makes them hydrated, Constant fans leave them salivating, Education makes them constipated, Ambition steering the wrong transportation, Driving a public school bus, not a private car, Steering passengers right into a glass jar, Sealed shut, by blind eyes, Will they ever, see the light, Or continue to be locked, In someone's secret life Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

I've always been a loner, And questioned the ways, Of a typical living, I was born to be different, And I'm starting to snip away, At the false realities of the world, And paint my own way, Suddenly the picture clearer, And actually reaching my dreams, got less defensive, I'm getting even more inventive, Seeing reality as reality, yet it never hinders, The flame that simmers, Inside of me when the obstacles stacking and doubt is living, Living more vividly than before, Growing even more, Expanding my reach, Venturing out even more, Thriving from the inside out, And thirsting for even more, Looking forward to thoroughly explore, My new normal part 3 Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

A month later, The baby almost due, Waiting on the New Year, But also her baby too, Who would’ve thought, I would’ve made it this far, She contemplate this, As her mother and baby sister help her in the car, Driving down 85 doing 105, Her mother never drove so fast, Everyone’s heart beating fast, Adrenaline going crazy, They finally reached the hospital, Where the doctors were waiting patient, They rushed to a delivery room, Everyone’s running fast, THE BABY IS ABOUT TO COME, Is the thought everyone had, Push, breathe, One…two…three, Push one more time, I think I see the feet, Push, push, Breathe…., I see the arms, Push, push, One more time, The chaotic room, was then silenced by a cry, Faces broke out in smiles, Jessica’s face soaked in sweat, Tears fell down her face, This moment too beautiful, she had to cry, She felt victorious over her struggles, Like a caged bird that could finally fly, It’s a boy, Congratulations, (Boom, boom…boom, B

Revived, Her body feeling complete, At the Thanksgiving table, She rose to her feet, Uttering words thankful for her mom, Who burst into the bathroom, And cradled her daughter in the arms, As her body dangled, Her mom screams “call 9-1-1,” As her baby sister runs into the room, The phone’s dialing in her palms, Her baby sister’s face says it all, Reflecting shock, pale skin, cold feeling and all, They were convinced she was a goner, Their hearts filled with sorrow, A baby sister and a single mother, Two weeks later, Jessica’s now all complete, No more abusing alcohol and her life seems to see, Brighter days as she experiences lighter days, Casting hope over her dark life, The 24 year-old getting her life right, As she sees her stomach creating life… [ to be continued ] part 2 Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Late night, Her consciousness, Telling her this is the last one, She believed herself, So she sits back and unwinds, Once again the repetition continues, And stopping it is neglected, Looking into the mirror, And see nothing, Absence is herself, And her pulse is another, The person she knew, Died a long time ago, And she didn’t even know it, Looking in the mirror seeing signs of death showing, Searching for her heart beat, It’s gone undetected, Laying on the bathroom floor, Restless… [ to be continued…. ] part 1 Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

 She be like, You don't know what it takes to be, The prettiest woman that you ever see, You don't know how much time it be, For me to look perfectly, And the pressure that comes, From looking the best me, I'm like, I don't know about your smile, Tell me about it, Does it come naturally, Or does it comes after situations, You cry about, I'm like, does your smile, Hide a deeper you, Is your beauty a distraction, From the real you, Do I believe my eyes and what you telling me, Or is neither true, I'm steady searching, For the real beauty, Waiting to meet, The real you, She's like, There's insecurities behind my smile, I ask myself am I beautiful or not, My thoughts crossing over each other, Putting my mind in a knot, Deciding do I show more skin, To make my beauty...pop, I always wonder if I'm good enough, And does he really think I'm cool or just a parking lot, For his school bus, What if he doesn't like

I love you,  Words I tiptoe around,  Because loving you hurt so bad,  .....because I'm a man,  And for the first time in my life,  ........I feel vulnerable,  I can no longer hide behind these walls of toughness,  You are the Trojan horse that laid dormant in my heart,  .....who knew I could feel this way?  So bare with me,  As I begin to still discover myself,  A tough rock become cotton,  When a woman enrich his life,  He feels nothing less than awesome,  I begin to think about nothing but a future with you,  Building an empire,  Giving you a throne,  Built on my blood, sweat, and tears,  I've produced just to build something adequate to your worth,  .....you deserve to sit high,  ........you've changed me,  And I've felt so assured,  That God led us here,  Being with you,  Confirms,  I'm doing God's will Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram   Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

Purpose: Inspired by Childish Gambino song This Is America This is America,  Where nooses are scarier,   And the president is daring us,  To defend the tone of the exterior,  This is America,  Where black is a target,  Police practice on them like a shooting range,  Load backup clips,  And let the klan, continue marching,  This is America,  Where marijuana a is legal,  In “some states”,  But “some states”,  Have states next to them,  Where it’s illegal,  Reminds me of slavery and north freedom,  This is America,  Where drugs get legal,  And we disregard ones placed in America’s hell,  Because they sold,  What is now……….legal?!  This is America,  Where we talk about serious problems,  Like who Khloe dating,  How’s the baby?  And no love and hip hop people,  This is America,  Where we claim to be rich,  Then divorce our wives,  And chase status,  And forget about our kids,  Important things we neglect,  This is America…. Writer: @living_everyda

Purpose: a friend loss his mother and asked me to write a piece for the funeral...very humbling moment, sad, and honor to use my talent to help.. So many memories,  I’ll always remember thee,  Unselfish person,  I always seen,  I know you hoped you left memories,  And instilled in me,  Valuable things,  That life taught you,  God priced a gift,  And our hearts bought you,  The pain of you no longer here,  Feels expensive,  But I know God paid a cost,  So you can forever live in paradise,  At all cost…  I felt like you were prepared,  You’ve seen heaven,  I could imagine,  You look so happy…  I can imagine you telling me,  “You’re going to be alright”,  Wiping away my tears,  Trying to strengthen my life,  Helping me see the clear sky,  In the midst of cloudy gray,  And remind me,  …..to continue to pray,  For stronger days Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter

**Disclaimer: Watch what you consume….in life** I need a slut, To remind me I'm bad, I need a slut, To remind me of my past, I need a slut… Someone that let me cut up, Someone who let me self-destruct, And get drunk in my vices, Until I sober up, I'm a mess... Watching the stress of life, Destruct me, I tummy tuck me, Under the filth, When my cash is about to touch me, Button my shirt up, When the life is proper, And live like the poster child, Very professional and proper, Looking for myself like a doctor, Trying to find my diagnosis, While I’m constantly overdosing, Until life has me choking, I’m my own poison and I chose it Writer: @living_everyday_optimistically (L.E.O.) - Instagram Fan page: @LJS_Writings - Instagram and Twitter