Majestic Lure

When I Grow Up...

2011-09-16T09:28:00.000-07:00

When I grown up,

I want to be an astronaut

Build a rocket, shoot for the stars

Put on a cape, fly across the word

Take down the bad guys

And get the girl.

When I grow up, I want to be…

Ever since I was a kid,

I had dreams of…

Saving the world,

Becoming superman’s robin,

Joining teams.

I was fast as a bullet,

As strong as he.

My only weakness was when mom woke me

In the sky people smile at me ,

I return the favor but

Never reveal my identity.

Never wanted the world to be afraid of me.

Treat me differently.

So I live my life as clark kent,

Leading this masquerade

Although I was never true,

I fought with good intentions.

The product of a world with little mention.

Born to a weird reality, where people

Dreams were never reach, goals never obtain

Looking to sky as a boy I sing…

When I grown up,

I want to be an astronaut

Build a rocket, shoot for the stars

Put on a cape, fly across the word

Take down the bad guys

And get the girl.

When I grow up, I want to be…

I wish my dad could be my superman but

Had no plans for me,

Left me in this strange world and hid

Under the cloak of invisibility.

Like a criminal he fled the scene,

Leaving me and mom victims of the scheme.

Yound, single fighting to provide a life for me –

She had no super powers but she will forever be

My wonder woman

Gave birth to 7, danced with struggle

Defeated the super villains,

Embraces all my differences

True definition of a mother.

You have to build your dream,

Create your own reality

Even if its pure imagination

Never allow this power to be taken

We have visions that lead our futures

Thoughts that frame our mind

Actions that define our lives

When I grown up,

I want to be an astronaut

Build a rocket, shoot for the stars

Put on a cape, fly across the word

Take down the bad guys

And get the girl.

When I grow up, I want to be…

A Gift to us All

2009-12-24T17:40:00.001-08:00

Through life you have raised
7 great people, alone
Sacrificed your own dreams and
Ambitions so that we had the
Opportunities never afforded to you.

You got on your hands and knees
So we could see a different side
Of this harsh reality.
Struggle never deterred you
We were the main focus
You could have easily abandoned us
Like our fathers but you decided
To guide us instead.

Thank you for the opportunity
Thank you for the chance
Thank you for the
success, life, and love.

I would like to say Happy Birthday
Mother
You are my all, Strong black woman
I Love
Your life is my gift.

LeaderShape

2009-12-08T09:18:00.001-08:00

It has only been one week

But we have lessons that

will last for a lifetime

We have grown closer than friends

We have become a family

Composed of brothers

and sisters, Moms and Dads

All willing to accept

us for whom we are

Ambitions, dreams, and visions

Because they know that we are stars

We have build relationships and bonds

Opened our arms, without fear

Accepting our weaknesses,

In order to define our goals

Armed with our morals and values

We prepare to face a world

That awaits our vision

We have all been challenged

We have all shared

Realities shifted

Given the chance to see the world

from many different perspectives

Although our time here is winding down

We must embrace our values, embrace our goals

But most importantly, every single soul

As I end this piece, I want you to promise me

To seek those, you had not the time to speak

Look them in the eyes and tell them you believe.

By: Antwan D. Little

Dancing in the Moonlight - Towson University Edition

2009-10-07T11:15:00.001-07:00

Check out this cool video about how it feels to go to Towson by Nicole Kazaneck! You can check out her @ youtube.com/TheNicoleKaz or you can follow her @ twitter.com/NicoleKazzz Enjoy!!

Exclusive: Michael Jackson's 25 year old Son Omer Bhatti

2009-07-23T00:57:00.001-07:00

Michael Jackson is in the news again, this time for paternal reasons. Omer Bhatti, an aspiring dancer and rapper, claims that Michael Jackson is his father. He is now requesting a Paternity test to try and prove it. Check out the video and tell me what you think.

Twitter Ode (Poem)

2009-07-03T15:09:00.000-07:00

Twitter Ode

The 140 character limit to ask that simple question
What are you doing? That I answer over and over,
To share my feelings, ideas and short simple stories
My fingers fall to their knuckle knees typing for you.

The keys are pushed only to serve you with words,
You give me access to info from all those I follow
And in return I give you the right to share me.

You create this environment with a sense of home
Welcome me with your own set of verbs,
You have taught me a different language
I tweet my twits and cause massive twoverloads.

And even if I temporarily shut you down
You are back up within in minutes to share,
You have bared many gifts that have made
Me click and read and push retweet this.
I enjoy only writing for you with brief responses
To pay homage to your great collection,
Your messages span across the world
For all your followers to see.
As I bow my fingers to thee

Remember - Video - Poetry Reading by SDK

2009-06-13T16:57:00.000-07:00

Come Inside

2009-06-05T12:29:00.000-07:00

There is always a knock on my door.
Someone always wanting to come in,
For advice or help, supposedly all friends
But after the use and abuse they all exit as they entered
Time and time again I allow them to twist and turn me,
Control me, if I was not firm-ly attached,
I am pretty sure that they would throw me,
Let me roll amongst the ground, wouldn’t even give me a hand
Even though we both have something in common,
Without them I cannot stand,
And without me they cannot go about their lives
I allow them to enter and exit different realities,
If I was to disappear tomorrow I am pretty sure they would be upset
But still they show me no respect,
Just leave me dirty and never look me in my eye,
But time and time again I allow them to hold me,
Wrap their hands around me whether their sweaty or dry
I cry, shed tears too but although smudges there is no one to wipe my eye,
They just come and go, always leaving me feeling low
And when my door closes there is no one else there but me on the other side.
There I hide until someone knocks and wants to come inside
Low, used, lonely I cry.

This is my my attempt at Ai-like dramatic monologue, so when you read this try and figure out what is that i am describe.( Post your guesses as comments, its kinda funny)

Women Deliverance

2009-03-28T14:47:00.000-07:00

I t has taken too long for this society to
Acknowledge the significance of women
They have come a long way to acquire
Status and power
Women have been labeled,
Incompetent and unable
For many years we have been blinded
While women were forced to live in a spiral of silence
Married to their man’s dream,
They had to hold down the house
Supply mouths with food
Wash and clean they had no time to dream
But somewhere in between women knew that they weren’t just mere subjects,
They were being misused in society’s context
When women found out that they had power
They stood up and fought all those that sought to devour
Their ambitions, their decisions
Education and missions
Sisters to management, Mothers to executives
They not signing no permission slips
They are making big deals and signing
Contracts with electronic businesses
No longer objects of affection
That need a man’s protection
They are independent and strong
With a desire to be heard and understood
It is our obligation to pay respect to all women
Listen, it has taken too long to acknowledge significance
It’s time that we focus on women deliverance

Bail Out

2009-03-26T16:18:00.001-07:00

I Understand the predicament our
So let me say a few words to you my American friend
Times are rough and we are struggling
But we have to stick to the changing mentality
Keep optimism in this reality
Even though it seems like government deception
Betrayal from the reps you elected
With all the corporate bailouts,
Federal spending,
Massive lending,
Misappropriation of taxes,
We have to put on our glasses
There is a need reform
With all these companies failing,
Government bailing,
Tax-payers whaling,
The debt is doubling,
But these troubling circumstances
Have always been playing in the background
Concealed by propaganda
We surrendered to a fear-oriented campaign
We chased and our economy fell
We preyed on foreign powers
But there was no victory won
Just blood dumped in our wishing well
This is what happens when you leave your home
Forget about family whaling
And focus all energy on enemies
You put all of our of lives in jeopardy
This is a misappropriation of power
We only notice when the power had shifted
When long ago our heads should have been lifted
It takes Americans to lose their jobs, lose their homes
And for so many doors to be closed for us to even know that a problem existed
So now we have to think about incentive, forget about retention
Listen, we have to do things different
To paint that distant picture of change
Let’s bring change to reality
Let’s change our society

Civil Bus Ride

2009-03-24T06:46:00.000-07:00

I hear the bus driver shout
“Back of the bus.”
“Move to the back of the bus.”
The bus is crowded
Packed like boxes
Ready to be shipped out
Back of the bus I hear him shout.
There I ‘am sitting in the front.
Watching everything around me.
So many people talking and laughing.
There was no space in the back.
The bus driver was packing more and
More people like they were hauling goods.
Back of the bus of the I hear him shout, back
Of the bus. People sitting were yelling at those
Standing, and they were yelling back.
Babies were crying as the bus was jerking back
And forth. Young people sitting in the front were
Being intimidated by mean looks and gestures.
As the elderly, and disabled boarded the bus.
Most of the time you hear terrible arguments
And near fights. One thing I notice these things are
The result of cramming too many personalities into one place.
I failed to realize how terrible it was because I was somewhat
Amazed from this ride. Sometimes I even lost my train of
Thought and I rode into the past. Back when Rosa refused to
Give up her seat. Back when there were no equal rights. When
Blacks did not sit in the front only in the back. When Rosa Parks
A hard working lady was arrested because she didn’t give the seat to a
White man. Slowly the words of the bus driver changed.
“Blacks to the back of the bus!”
“Blacks to the back of the bus!”
As I looked out the window I saw signs that read Whites only and
Blacks only. I saw black people protesting, some being chased, and
Others chased by dogs and sprayed by hose. A man was marching proudly
With what seemed to be millions of followers. When I looked around,
I notice I was the only black person on the bus, the rest were walking.
I wanted to join in, so I yelled, “NEXT STOP!”
But when I got off the bus I did not see black marchers, or black protesters.
Instead I saw the world that it has created. A world of equal rights, a world of
Fairness. Although this world that the civil rights movement has create seemed
Great. In the back of every person’s mind set the feeling that behind every smile
And happy faces, lurks the very thing we fought against.

A young mind, Fine

2009-03-24T06:45:00.000-07:00

A young mind, Fine

I heard the other day a kid dropped out of school.
Get this; he said he didn’t need school,
It was nothing but a waste of his time.

A young mind, fine.

Then when he’s out of school what does he do.
He wants to pick up a gun and go shooting with his crew.
He doesn’t care what he’s giving up, doesn’t care what he’s going to lose.

A young mind, fine.

He wants to start a big fight but the friend that was so tight wasn’t there that night.
So he pulls out the gun bang, bang
Shot dead as the bodies’ fall to the ground leaving no sound.
Only the police sirens, red and blue lights spinning around and around,
Leaving him nowhere to run but in the front of the burrow of a gun.

Young mind, fine

But a young mind isn’t fine.
A young mind was mine.
And look where it’s got me
No where but at the penitentiary
I’ve could have been sitting behind a desk listening to a teacher
But now I’m trapped behind these walls and behind these bars for all of you to see.

I’m trapped behind these prison bars; behind these walls because I never grew up I never had the time.

A young mind.
Signs out, good-bye.

Baltimore Streets

2009-03-24T06:43:00.000-07:00

The streets are safer
At least from what I see
It started with one then,
They multiplied
Surrounding my block
With camera eyes
Baltimore streets are hot
You can’t stand on the block
These Baltimore streets are being watched
If you do a crime you better run
Flashing lights wherever you look
Police taking anything in their name
Playing these stupid mindless games
Police trying to stop crime but they are at the root
As corrupt as the people they oppose
Beating the black man down and
Laughing while he is on the ground
Stealing cars, drinking, and living a lie
Shooting at people that’s how so many die
The only difference now is that they can see us in the sky
You can’t escape their view
‘Wherever you go they will always see you!

D.O.P.E B.O.Y

2009-03-24T06:41:00.000-07:00

Running these streets
Crammed with danger
Bleak and horrible scenes
A boy with a future
Falls to his broken knees.

Snatched from his school desk
And placed on a corner in the streets
He tries to take the fast lane and generate some fast cash.
D.O.P.E B.O.Y
That’s the name I assume
That’s my occupation and
My only goal
I serve crack to the young and the old
Don’t judge me, with no food on the table or shoes on my feet
I’m just trying to survive and make it.
So why not just take it.

Hanging around the boys as they search the block for
Someone looking to cop
The junkies circled around
Forming what seemed to be a tester line
He yells” Mama wut u want”
Running in and out the alleyways
To get their product from their stash
Handing off the goods for the consumer to devour
Up in the sky the pigs watch as these pawns play their game
Then lights flash
Cars speed
Whirling around the corner
Transaction complete
As everyone dips and flees in all directions
Chains swing
Tee shirts sway
New pants tear
As the fresh air forces tap the ground
Creating a ghetto rhythm for a ghetto song.
Back-up arrives and surrounds the crew
Hands bonded, set-up, and taken to the dungeon.
My life all screwed up, dropped my notebook and pen
For some marijuana and a beer
Scared because year after year the prison walls come near
I’m in the shadows but in my mind I’m still on the corner pushing snow
I’m your everyday
Young
Paid
Hustling
Dope boy from off da block.

D.O.P.E B.O.Y
That’s the name I assume
That’s my occupation and
My only goal
I serve crack to the young and the old
Don’t judge me, with no food on the table or shoes on my feet
I’m just trying to survive and make it.
So why not just take it.

D.O.P.E.BOY
That’s the name I assume
That’s the name I go by.

2009-03-24T06:40:00.000-07:00

Determined to win

I try, and try never giving up.

Does it pay off, that determination, that strive to go on,

To keep going to I reach that line of destination,

To grasp my life’s goal

As I run dashing from the starting block I fall, do I get up, and

Keep going, or stop there and don’t go on?

Or do I pick myself up with my pride and beliefs and run again?

As I drag my life’s adversaries along my side.

I isolate myself from my opponents and go into my own world.

The fast lane that has a dark path that lies before me.

That I must pass to get to the white path that leads to the finish line

Of success and victory.

Most of all the win in this race makes a determined boy into the boy that wins.

Hooked

2009-03-24T06:39:00.000-07:00

I use to have a family
Kids that loved and cared for me
But in the name of fun I tried a remedy
That would bring my life to a halt
Change my life and make all my relatives mad at me
I could no longer be a mother
I could no longer be a wife
I was strung out on drugs
And distant from all family
I lost sight of life
There was nothing more important than a hit,
Which fulfilled all my needs, and
Comforted me, becoming that mother I never had
It clears my mind of all those thoughts that followed me from childhood
My Mother beat me,
And her boyfriend raped me,
Becoming a mother by the age of sixteen
I traveled through too much pain
And live a horrible nightmare
I needed relief, a way to escape
It started slow
With stealing from my house
I would take money from my husband’s wallet
Sell food out of my children’s mouths
And on the 1st checks came,
I would spend it all on that day
It started to be uncontainable
And grew unwieldy out of control
Engulfing my body and commanding my brain
It imprisoned my thoughts and made my decisions
I had no actions; I became a zombie, dying every day
There was no help for me I was fading away
This parasite that is known as an addiction has me
Hooked
It slowly reels me in
Dragging my body
And forcing me to come in
So it can hold me captive,
Possess me and make my body dependent
It is my host
I am hooked
No longer do I walk the earth
Because my life was drained
And claimed by addiction now
My worn out body lies in a crack house
Unnoticed and undisturbed
As that stimulate that flows through my blood
Eats me away
My soul evaporates
It is pulled out my body
Attached to my essence
As my fate reels me in, I take in
All my life I’ve been hooked
To an escape,
To a glee,
To hope,
And a dream
I was never able to get clean
I was hooked.

Hypnotizing Eye

2009-03-24T06:38:00.000-07:00

You look into my eyes.
What do you see?
You see me as I count to three
1…2…3… you break my hold.
But soon your mind will fold.
This is an old trick that will always
Make the mind tick.
I pick through your mind and try to find
What lies deep inside?
What lies in your soul is much too cold.
So you try to conceal it but I will reveal it.
I hypnotize you with my eyes until all that you
Can do is realize that the face you see is you looking
Back at me.
1…2….3…..
(Snap) your back
Look into the eye
The hypnotizing eye
The eye that controls, and the eye that knows.

If only I could live through your eyes

2009-03-24T06:37:00.000-07:00

Standing here behind your smile
I wonder why, I wonder how
You wake up to this life
Each day and spend in this very way
I wonder why, I wonder how
You feel every moment in your shoes
Caring and waiting on me
Showing me love, for my own sake
I wonder why, I wonder how
You would take me from off the streets
Into your home treat me as your own
I wonder why, I wonder how
It is to smile into the eyes of this poor
Abandoned child.

Imagine

2009-03-24T06:36:00.000-07:00

Imagine

Walk down the street
Think of past memories
And past times

Believe past dreams and past lives

Under the sky life moves and dances around

Listen to the Earth’s song
All the sounds and movement s
Flowers growing, fruits on trees
Right before the eyes

Eyes darkened black at the hands of beauty

Blind but able to hear,
Touch,
Smell,
Feel the scents
Hear the sights
Water sends the tingle up the spine
Forcing revival and admission to truth

Birds fly tree to tree

The butterfly’s wings move slowly with grace
As it bursts out of its cocoon and disappears in the sky

This place has another side
As time walks by
Follow
Catch up
Realize that these are not the streets
Instead this is the wondering in the confinement of the mind
The world that circles does not exists
It only lives through thought
This is not reality,
Its just a dream conjured up
Through sleep
It lives and breathes
It would all disappear, and
Vanish when all eyes open
And conscience is here

Life is so beautiful

2009-03-24T06:31:00.000-07:00

Life is so beautiful
As the bright crisp sun sheds it’s
Light on a new day
As the wind blows against my face
It touches me as though it was that
Of a human hand
Blowing the grass sided to side
Creating a surreal motion
Nature paints a picture before my eyes
As the dark cloud covers the sun taking
Away the light
The house is not the destination
Instead kids play as feet dash through the puddles
Drifting out of the mind
Rains falls on the head of rooftops
Sneaks down the windows for all to see
Drenched
Kids enter the house
Parting the dark sky,
Worry and fear
Hoping the sun will clear these memories
And give light on this beautiful world once more

Monarch in flight

2009-03-23T20:13:00.000-07:00

On autumn day I spot you upon a flower
As you take flight I see your fluttering
Blackandorange colored body

Your eyes filled
With energy as you move in a
Flailing motion

You take flight monarch

You fly
With
Beauty,
Grace,
Peace,
And freedom
Still yet so delicate in your own
Silent way
You show unity as your
Massed crowd comestogether

Calmly you fly with the simplicity of
Life itself

Your magnificent wings spread but you
Get weaker and exhaustedly slow down

You soundly fall to the ground then
Blast back into the air with the
Power of elegance

You rise with refinement

I show charm with a glance and a smile
As you sit upon your flower on this crisp
Autumn day

The End

2009-03-23T20:11:00.000-07:00

The End

Did you ever feel as though,
There’s a period stopping you from
Going on
That you are at your last word,
At a pause in your life
Wishing you were a run-on sentence
But was cut off by an independent
Clause, because of those flaws
You were affected by that reduction
That skimmed you down to a phrase
Capitalization can split you into
Two because your errors are due
An exclamation, or question mark gives
You a quizzical spark
A line, a dash, an apostrophe can
Cut you into three
Believe me friend
Quotation marks will try
To trap you in “”
Punctuation will
Stay in your way everyday
The pen is the tool
That marks your doom
Your sentence was then
You have finally
Met The End

Untitled

2009-03-23T20:10:00.000-07:00

Untitled

I am not a person nor human by choice

If I could, I would only live through your voice

I am poet, an idea in your head
That makes you think and believe,

Just words on a page
You see a being and I see a letter

Read me
Write me
But the truth is
I can never be seen
Because my only existence is
In the line on the pages of this
Book you hold in your palms
Your eyes follow my every word

Don’t judge me by what you see
Judge me by the author’s tone,
By the words you read
The page you turn

I am of the essence,
Following the plot
A story line already planned out

Don’t judge me by what you see
Judge me through the author’ tone
See me as a character
Through your eyes
Picture me on the page
Walking through the story

Read me
Write me
But the truth is
I can never be seen
Because my only existence is
In the line on the pages of this
Book you hold in your palms
Your eyes follow my every word
So its over let’s move on

Poem: The greatest

2009-03-23T20:04:00.000-07:00

The Greatest
I’m the greatest there can ever be
Because I do what I please
I speak my own language
I walk my own path
I don’t follow no one else’s direction
That only causes me to laugh
I’m the greatest there can ever b e
I only listen to what I have to say,
Some may think that that s not right
But I decide what’s right or wrong
Because this is me and only me
I’m the greatest there can ever be.
I step over my obstacles
I conquer the impossible
You ever feel as though no one can stop you
Well that’s how I feel
I feel so real,
And so powerful,
So strong,
And unstoppable
I’m the greatest there can ever be.
As profound as a professor
As might as a king
As great as a leader
Oh that may seem obscene
Like I’m obsessed with myself
But believe me it’s true
I don’t believe that my time will ever be through
Because I will live through you
I will survive through in through
I will pump through the blood
Of ever person who tries to pursue
That dream that seems so hard to do.
I’m the greatest there can ever be
But all of this time, I am not who you think I am
Instead I’m a part of you
That you can use and control to advance yourself
But only you can choose if you should have me
Because I am
The greatest there is
The greatest there was
And the greatest there can ever be
I’m
I’m Destiny