Anyday except…Monday’s

Waking up to the alarm clock on Monday’s are tough,

the creator of the weekend break knew the work week was rough.

Only two-days for a weekend is really not long enough.

Working five days a week,

at boring job that is interesting or unique,

trying to survive to save money before you are too old or weak.

It does not matter if you are chasing after career goals,

or working to punch in and out the time clock to meet the payroll.

A three-day weekend should be up for vote,

or at least have an option for discussion that we all can promote.

If getting up on Monday’s is not what you seek,

than you agree

the work week needs a tremendous tweak.

To have a three-day weekend will be more than generous,

to sleep late or become more athletic or adventurous.

Just as long as Monday is not the day to start.

Tuesday will be the best day to set the work week apart.

Plus, working four days a week rather than five is very smart,

more time for anything other than Work to capture your heart.

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Now or Never

Loving the

fire in my

soul

and grace

in my

heart

of an

organic growth

without

pesticides

dieseling

droplets

to destroy

the beauty

bits and

ugly parts

blossoming

up

to

new ways

to love

me

gently.

Sunnyside

to a funnyside

of the

mental,

massaging

the

patience

to adore

all which

ain’t had

before,

MYSELF

out of the

dirt.

A Balled up

bud

buried to

the generic

genetics as

a seed

bursting

to prosper

and flourish

naturally

as Me.

The Hold Down Repeating

Hoodwinked

to be

shipped

and whipped

sold

for a

half-a-cent

unjustified

medley,

rattling chains

clink to

slaves

depleted ancestry

separated

in ways

unknowns

to

unmarked graves…,

Whispered into

years

those

were the

old 400 years…,

Present days,

old and young

clamps

ways

to those

leaping away,

clawing

them

back

into

the boiling pot

to be

flipped

out,

buried-in,

or

cast-out,

to

hatred

footsteps

knowing

where their

from, going, to future,

whereabouts.

Future Dreams

Young

Kings and Queens

flourish

into your

Dreams

reach past

the

highest

Galactic

soaring

in turbo

confidence

and clever

insight

to be

inventive

in your

own

original

Pride.

Wipe Away

copy-cat

Wide eyes

and curious

Keeping Up

with the Who

in

deloris

pre-teen to adulthood,

falsehoods,

No

Good.

Keep accelerating

past

hypnotizing

planets

shining

resoucefulness

to snatched

your

talented

Armor Ship

from

boosting

away.

Be

Innovative.

Be

the

pioneering youth

into

Your Own

Future

creating

Worlds

money

doesn’t exist

and everyone eats

without recipes

for gravity

disasters.

Be fearless.

Extend the

latitude and longitude

of your

imagination

into

hyperdrive orbit

gravitating

to

a magnitude

of everyone

uniquely Gifted

and

Equally cherished,

discovering

Young

Kings and Queens

flourishing

in their

dreams

to Lift-OFF.

Life Jacket

Floating far away

from shore

backstroking

through

the oceanic

into

a life

No One

needs to

explore,

Mine…,

having no

clue in

shoreline

directions

swimming

freestyle into

an attached

anchor of

exhaustion…,

up and down

in panic attacks

breaths in

endurance

taken in

saltwater on

each

breaststroke

for

survival

for what?

What did I do?

What can I do?

An individual

medley

dangerously

too gone

under

for

a SOS message.

I Love Me Some Me

You don’t know me, but you hate me?

You never seen me for who I am,

but you judge me?

You never seen a stylish, classy, sophisticated, brown- skinned lady?

You never seen such a radiant beauty with curly nappy hair and a contiguous smile?

You never seen my strength or weakness…,

You never seen my struggles or experience my pain,

but

You judge me?

You never seen my potential to persevere through adversity,

You never seen such a compassionate, sweet and genuine soul,

You never seen my credentials or my work ethic

yet,

you hate and judge on me?

You never seen me for who I am

because you are not me.

I am me

and will always be.

UnApologetic for those who do not recognize…,

but

your Hate and Judgements

dont phase Me

because

I Love Me for Me.

I Can’t Hear YOU!

In a whisper her sweet voice utters

“I love you”…

He didn’t hear

noise in his ear

distractions in his view

no reaction

from the person

who is to reciprocate love back too…

In a soft clear voice she articulates again,

“I love you…more than just a friend”…

tapping her feet

blanking her eyelashes

she stood firm looking

at him

as he smiles

with no reply

she became frustrated questioning herself why.

In a powerful loud voice

she yells, “I LOVE YOU!”

He turns fast

to face her

stating, “About time, my dear

you confess your love for the world

to Hear

let me be very clear

“I LOVE YOU TOO”!