7 a.m. (poem)

7 a.m.

Look into my eyes
And tell me something special.
They say April showers brings May flowers
But I just want you to Awaken the butterflies
That live inside
Not literally
But it’s what you do to me
I’m watching you as you walk away
Visions of you and me
Oh the things that could be
Lots of laughs and good times
Mixed emotions going through the motions
This is supposed to be just for fun
Yes, just for fun
But you can’t spell fun without U
So what am I going to do
When there’s no more light to my flame
Not sure if I’m strong enough to continue
But damn it feels so good
Wet mornings, wet mornings
The rain slowly trickles down
Light creeping between the clouds
Then you come to me
Whisper sweet nothings inside me ear
And get me aroused
Containing ourselves throughout the night
But when the morning time hits
Oh, oh, oh
What a sight what a view
I want to feel all of you
Baby, baby
We’re running out of time
So enough with the talking
And let’s make music with our body parts
Let’s make love with our minds
And not our hearts.


Why do we go through the dark?

Why do we go through the Dark?

To see and achieve our greatest light

The greatest battle for mankind is to look in the mirror

Redefine who we are and where we stand.

Surrounded by corrupting circumstance

The greatest victory is finding self in the midst of adversity

Why do we go through the Dark?

To see how strong we really are.

Left vulnerable marked by the scars of insecurity

In the land of our captivity

We were blinded and frightened by the mystery in uncertainty

But we grew to trust the guidance from the Most High.

The strength we gained in silence

Was the only incentive to lift our voices on high.

There’s something inside that darkness that’s waiting for us.

The trait that makes us Kings and Queens,

The same trait mainstream invests so much time in destroying.

A voyage through pride and shame

That led us past our greatest fear and introduced us to self-love.

Traits like our resilience and perseverance,

Which otherwise were disguised by apathy and conformity.

The uncompromising position of royalty

Roaming free, strong in his and her conviction.

This journey through the dark is more than a marathon,

It’s an epic mission.

The decision to keep going is completely up to you.

If you do choose to carry through,

The dark will show you, how strong you really are.

A man can only be fearless when supported by faith, purpose, family.

With a father, that won’t greet you at the end,

But will meet you at the other side.

A brother that will match your footsteps stride for stride;

A sister that will pull for you, even when you push away.

One that wants you and all your infinite wisdom

To humble yourself in the darkness

So that the lessons manifest into blessings.

And a mother, A mother who sees the same shadows you do.

See’s the darkness you’re trapped in

A sadness that can be crippling and addicting.

A mother who understands that this darkness is a God send

Because on the other side of trials and tribulations

Outcomes the man.

News from the Dark, broadcast live from inside the black

We are the light.

If you weren’t so valuable

And didn’t have the potential to be so powerful

This world would have swallowed you.

Instead, that day you couldn’t find a reason

You decided to get out of bed.

That lover you thought would never leave

Up and left without a stutter step

Really lifted the chains off your wings

And now it seems that everywhere you go you touch another soul

The glow of being a diamond in the rough

Not just cut from a different cloth but a divine one.

The Dark allows you to redefine yourself

In the image of your greater self 

The dark has no expiration date

No parental advisory sticker.

It is the abyss, left to be mastered, molded, and manifested with.

The greatest lesson I was ever blessed with was this;

The darkness doesn’t make you, it’s made for you.

The cocoon that grows tougher skin and sharpens the mind,

Bred discipline, and cultivated passion.

A vastness of truth and illusion

That can only be discerned by bearing the burden

Of going through this excursion

This expedition, this journey, this conquest

To be our light.

Why do we go through the Dark

Because we walk by faith,

And not by sight.