POETRY: My Unfinished Thoughts (Bad Habits pt2) By Cheryl A. Baldwin

I feel like an addict,
you know.
i need my fix
i need my fix
feeling these insatiable erges
telling myself no dont do it!
your better than this.....
like im trying to hide this identity in my mind
only for it to reserect new thoughts in my head
and,
and
implode!
Waking up outta my sleep i feel so guilty
like id just committed the ultimate crime to myself
but all i did was dream.......
fantasized about lifes most lustful plesures
doubted myself and worse of all God
saying why is this happening to me Lord......
have i broken 10 the commandments given to me?
have i forsaken thine Holy name Lord........?
what is it.......
you promised to protect me from this infatuated world Lord
but right now the only thing i need protection from.....
is me....
i cry
feeling internally conflicted
binded by the feelings of my heart ,
and restricted by the inclinations of my mind
So Confused!
not knowing wether to be mad at myself
or sad because i cant control what i feel on the inside

POETRY: 'Acceptable Logic?' by Ana Hagins

One’s purity is sacrificed when the pressures of this world begin to overpower their God-given morals. It’s not because they can’t resist such temptations, it’s just that they have a desire to be like what they see in the cinemas. Innocence is only a short-lived factor. In actuality, its existence is so brief that it’s almost just a figment of the imagination.

The true problem is that the perverse generation is our generation. There are elementary students calling their peers gay. Seriously? Do you even know the difference between a boy and girl? Aren’t you like two? But can you really blame a kid for something they learn outside of school?

Youth is temporary and so is the innocence that comes with it, or that use to come with it, rather. Once some type of corrupt knowledge is obtained then comes the application. “How does this apply to me?” they ask. What protection can you really give? Parents can try to guide, guard and protect all they want but in the end if your kid wants to know bad enough they can find an answer to all their questions somewhere else. It may not be the most comforting thing in the world to know, but you should know. There’s a purity deficit and it’s infecting young minds faster than bacteria.

I honestly think that it’s not necessarily the fact that kids want to be X-Rated, it’s just that it’s the “new black”, an “alternative lifestyle”, and because some people are “just born this way.” Acceptable logic? I didn’t think so, but I don’t see why it couldn’t be since this seems to justify everything else.

What’s the point in being upset about it now if that’s how they’re going to turn out anyways? I mean, it’s just them getting a head start, right? You want your babies to be the best at whatever it is they choose to do in life, so why not just let them start early? I guess there’s just something wrong with that type of behavior at this age. So what changes its level of approval when you get older?

Wrong is always wrong. Right is always right. Wrong is never right, and right is never wrong.

Acceptable logic?

POETRY: 'Rising Tide' By Kabriel Moorehead

Rising Tide
by Kabriel Moorehead

As one night ends
A new day dawns over the horizon
A moment that is as full of hope and pride
As past ones
Yet in a certain aspect different from all the rest
Somehow this coming moment is more assured
Patient, as it has stood the test of time
And shown that it is worthy to wear the most sacred of crowns,
That of the victor
The hero, the history maker, the champion
Acknowledged by most as either a once in a lifetime achievement
Or a monumental collapse
The dawn has finally arrived
A new class will assume the throne once looked upon with hopelessness
With a new sense of immortality and remembrance
The time has come for the sun to rise upon a new day
And illuminate our dreams

Copyright 2011| Kabriel Moorehead

POETRY: 'Class of 2011 Student Message' by Bryeon Jones

We’re all here for one reason or another
We’ve made it by way of our faith
And the love of our fathers and mothers
Now you must forge a brand new path
From the hidden curriculum that taught you
That you are not only a part of the math,
But a piece of history in the making
Only through careful study of the past and present
Will you be prepared for the mysterious future you’re facing
Determination, Dedication, Motivation
Hear me, my young inspirations
When I say that we are living in a privileged nation
Don’t confine yourselves to the same circle of familiar faces
Break down those barriers of culture, language, and races
Open your hearts and expose your souls to the world
No longer are you little boys and girls
Through hard work and sacrifice,
You have matured and grown
Now you must look to the interests of others
As well as your own
Use your strengths
To help those who are weak
At the least,
We are living in an era of violent peace
So, what I would like to see
Is you live not by the sword,
But by the sheath
Conduct yourselves with dignity and integrity
And like rods mounted on the tops of the highest peaks,
You will stand tall and erect,
And be struck by en-lightening
If in 10, 20, or 30 years, we should meet
Whether at a formal gathering
Or casually walking down the street
When I look deep
Into your eyes
I hope to find
Not only the spirits of former Blue Devils
But also angels
Soaring to entirely new levels
But if by some unforeseen event,
Your wings are clipped,
If only by the sheer force of your will
Or the glory of your grit
Promise me that you will never,
Ever
Fall

*Interpolations from J. Ivy "Never Let You Down"

Copyright 2011| Bryeon Jones

POETRY: 'The Show' By Kabriel Moorehead

The Show
by Kabriel Moorehead

Time opens spaces
And we create boundaries
To try to stop the present from moving to the past
Not realizing were wasting seconds just trying to make it last
Where did that young kid go
Who entered these doors full of hopes and dreams
Watched his goals catch ablaze
Only to accomplish bigger things
Guided by a inner light
We came as Romans
Destined to conquer our souls
To discover what fate really was
And show that we were ready
To climb any mountain we faced
With a calm yet sanguine grin
And a sparkle in our eyes that said
We were ready
To erase the boundaries we set as novices
To draw open the curtain that had been masking our preparation
And finally make our mark on life's canvas

Copyright 2011| Kabriel Moorehead

POETRY: What is it about you (a sonnet from my heart) By Cheryl A. Baldwin

What is it about you that i love so much
Is it the way you grab my attention while i am hard at work
The way you softly stare into my eyes even as we eat lunch
Or is it the tenacity you have when you try to get my affection when you flirt
Why is it that when you come around me i can hardly speak
Or when you touch me with your gentle hands it feels .......sooo good
Why is it that when I walk with you anywere my knees get weak
And you protect me like I am always in the hood
Were is it that you get your beautiful sunkissed skin
And your long kinky fro
How are you able to saduce me with your saductive grin
And make me so happy that i have a heavenly glow
How are you able to keep me thinking about you with such pleasure and delight
And how do you know how to treat me just right

POETRY: Family By Cheryl A. Baldwin

Family what would you do without 'em
You trust 'em you doubt 'em
You laugh with 'em you cry with 'em
You'd even lie for 'em
Lord, even when we go through tough times we stick together and fight
By putting our trust in your hands and believing in you with all of our might
We also learn to fight temptation because it'll only make us stronger
And it'll make our lives a whole lot longer
My family oh my family
I will love you forever and a day
And when it your time to go i will just pray
Not for the gray skies to go away
But to thank the lord that i had a lovable family this day