wordslingAH, Da Kid™

I was born January 15th, 1967, 04:30AM, ATLANTIC on LIAMIGUA-OUALIE, CARIBBEAN

TO LIFE! FOR LIFE!

let's CLICK THE FIRELIGHT AND RAISE OUR GLASSES in remembrance of A Wonderful Man of Peace and A Great American on this DAY, JANUARY 15TH, 2009, His BornDay anniversary.

DR MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.

2 days B 4 i turn 42

wordslingAH™, Da Kid!
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E SomaMoja ZuriAsali QUASHEBA
(birth name) cindyadriennequashie
aka
Ms. Buford D Bumpkin, PLAYAH!

sometimes, i feel like the sun
going down
down
down

fighting to hold on to day
but night
comes around
'round
'round

THEN
sometimes, like a lamppost
i stand
tall and grand
so tall, so grand

being
turned on and off
by the whims
of such man
big power man

yet still,
sometimes
I FEEL LIKE
THE SUN!

~~~~~~~

(and if the moon only knew
how much a loved you
it would come 'round mo'
than just once blue)

(if the stars in heaven
could tell
they say to all
I LOVE YOU WELL!)

LOVE is

not sure if A eva introduced Y'all to ma significant other, MR. BUFORD D BUMPKIN

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(it's just Monday and Am already Friday Night Fewlish) SmoOoches, SomaMoja aka Ms. Buford D Bumpkin

the storm brought me closer to The Creativity of Ma Soul

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SmoOoches, SomaMoja
aka
wordslingAH, Da Kid!

p.s. TIPSY aint no excuse, A's supposed to include this in the last round, so I O U 1!

got played in the mix

you promised and the morning dawn found me waiting to thank you for not being a man of your word or last night i would not have earned what i learned

note to self, DO NOT LOVE THOSE WHO DO NOT LOVE YOU BACK

i wrote a poem last year called unique is so lonely and i know i posted it and saved it but i cannot find it

(well at least that is worth a laugh)

i think the pain comes from
my believing people
who say they are
my family
my friends
and me then believing
as family and friend to them
i am here for them

i have always been saying i do not know how to stop loving
but
as i sit here typing
i am thinking
that all that saying
made me talk myself into believing
it is true

so, if it is not the things that arise
which confuse me
and for which i reach out for help
that cause this pain
but the family and friends
who do not respond
or respond to say they are busy
that then makes me notice the pain
then i need to stop calling on them

furthermore, the life long mantra
that repeats in my head
when they call upon me
is
i do not know how to stop loving
so i respond to them
and never just to say i am busy

well, it seems like
i am responsible
for the pain i now feel

i do not need to find that poem
to do for myself what is just
and that is

first a correction of course
go all the way in the opposite direction
to counterbalance the garbage
i have talked my soul into believing
all this time

after that
just live
ma life

amen

GOD PLEASE LET THIS DAY END QUICK

i have never felt this way
i have called everyone i know
in hopes a conversation
would help me understand
and the only ones
who answered
did so to say
they are busy
even though i begged
for just thirty seconds of their time
of this i am now sure
this is not as i originally thought
the feeling of dying

i am dead

who zone

U NAH A SMOKE’N HAIR

STRINGY SPARSE ON YOU HEAD SLOPPY?
MA TRESSES TIGHT COARSE THICK NAPPY!

U KNOW MINE
BIZNEST THAT MERAN

LONG YOU LIVE
LIFE THAT YEARN

HARD COMPREHEND?
YOU REFUSE UNDERSTAND!

1/4/2009 9:23:39 PM, PACIFIC ©cindyadriennequashie