i missed michael

R.I.P Michael Jackson


again for Michael,

you are
really are
a magical child
who wants to fly
and lives in Neverland
i know
in your brown eyes
i see sunbeams and stars twinkle
while
tears wets your sick skin
a shy magical child
inside your soul
i saw him
coming out of you
and searching for your childhood
through crowds of angry people
i know
and i’m sorry that you have to live this way
being misunderstood by ignorance
but Michael,
i understand where you are coming from
i understand
i must call you a soul-magical child
who flies in every beating heart
my lovely moonwalker in the sky
and you don’t need to prove your innocence
cos you’re innocent
like the eyes of a beautiful baby Jesus

you are a child
a magical child
in a grown man body
through out the years
i know you have suffer enough
this is why you’re never alone
cos there is also somebody who grew up
without a childhood
feeling your pain, your heart
and it kills me when strangers walked the streets
brainwashing by prejudice of wagging mouths
only to believe lies and hate
this magical child in you
has a heart
that is the biggest and wider
than the universe
nobody sees it
how big, how wide
there are thousands, thousands of rooms
inside your broken heart
i manage to get inside your different world
your lifestyle

and people don’t think
they judge
basically they judge God
cos God is a magical child
who creates you
and let extraordinary multiple gifts fall
out of His hands into your black soul
you used them onstage
beautifully..

so beautifully,
everyone cried
worshipping your precious arts
when you gave your all
i wonder if they called you that magical child
cos i am calling you your true name
a magical child
who never runs, never hides
he’s in your eyes
in your sick skin

i felt that magical child in you, Michael
the true colors of your rainbow
the voice of spoken word
i hear you
i feel you, my magical child
from far away
bringing such magic
to my soul
when i hear your music
your own heartsongs
just even warms my chills

yet you’re only a
magical child
magical Peter Pan
who change and heal the globe
caring for all children
in each race
who are lost and never was found
in this harsh world

you are that magical child
that lonely man in the mirror
nobody gets you
nobody gets your beautiful world
but i do
i read your history
i stretch out your roots
and it breaks my heart
to see you
swim in your own lonesome

but again Michael,
you are never alone
you still have people
who loves you
unconditionally
you’ve brought the most
magical child in all of us

and that’s why
i love you, mike
you’re that soulful little
magical dark child
who brings sparks to
my beating heart---
~

© Kai C.

Say What U will - but there's NO denying....

This is the MOST famous individual AFTER Jesus! Name ONE other person who was as WORLD famous by the time they were ten years old. I don't think it's possible. Jesus died - left this earth at the age of 33. No human should have been this famous, especially not as young as he was... it is the reason he is so troubled, in my opinion (in addition to the stress & abuse he endured). U may not like him, but there is NO denying his WORLD wide fame and influence. Can U IMAGINE the F&%ery and general mayhem that will ensue when this MAN dies? If you have ever been lucky enough to see him live I hope you saved those ticket stubs &/or photos because they will be as valuable to your children and grandchildren as any of the best stocks on the market. And you can quote me on that;-).

**This was originally posted on 8/26/07 on my blog: CapCity's A~musing. And My originally chosen video has been removed from youtube - but this one serves the purpose:



Wow! Michael Jackson left this earthly realm The Day Before MY Earthly Father's 73rd B'EarthDay. This was originally posted August 26th, 2007 and MJ passed away June 25th, 2009. I have ALWAYZ loved your talents even if I never MET nor KNEW YOU, Michael. I am THANKFUL for the works that you have blessed this earth with!

Mourning My Life

How I miss my life
The simple act of breathing
Warm rain falling down on my upturned smile
Washing me clean of the world's cares
As long as I had you

Slow dancing
Your body close to mine
Breathing your air
With only ghosts on the periphery
You and I ascending to the stars
Feeling the moon's envy
All of you in my soul
Through the windows of my eyes
Inspired, Miss Scott serenades
I am the words
You are the music

Laughing, talking, crying,
The complex simplicity of holding your hand
Owning the universe
Through the might you tenderly empowered
Being all that a man is...everything
Conquering all with single purpose
Placing it as an offering at your feet
Thankful for my life

Living for you
In you
My whole reason for existing
I love you with my whole heart
Longing to die this way
Nothing without you
Nothing...

Tasting your sweat
Ears burn from your breath
Skin broken beneath your delicious nails
Loamy aroma of cherry almonds
Your body writhing at my touch
Gasping moans singing my song
Draining my life, replenishing my spirit
Lulling me into unconsciousness
Waking dreams of eternity
Into completeness with you


I miss my life so much


I wonder if he knows what he has



© SojournerG 2009 All rights reserved

Blogging and walking to work.

It's been quite a while since I have posted on my blog and this rededication post just so happens to be sent from my phone while on my way to work. please excuse any mispelled words or run on sententces. Walking from the Takoma Station to Walter Reed while blogging isn't the easiest thing to do. I'm at work! Gotta go!

Is it Real?

You love me

No thought for yourself

My eyes smile

A piece of him still wants to "bodybag" the man who killed his Father.


Other peaces within him, give him hope to go further.


People Like Him know Struggle.
People Like Him know hope is faith's cousin on peace's side.


First cousins to pride yet he still feels that sting, on the inside.


They say, "There ain't no justice, there's just us."


They say, "If you've never succumb to starvation, then you don't know what "I'm hungry" is."


Well, he's starving because He's hungry for Justice.


Non-Poetic.
Unsure of the thoughts of the Man.
The inner man that sometimes never shows his face.
The guy he calls his conscience.
The guy no one esle understands but Him.
He damn sure lost time being who he wasn't but really hoping he'd be accepted for who he was.


We all have.




No Justice.
No Peace.
We affirmed.


Leaders of the pack, well learned.


They see him in the noonday
As he stands on the dial of his expressions.
No clear. No concise recollection.
But he, cherished the day he saw truth for what it was.
Evil for what it does.
Long Live The Tiger Within Him.
Blind Man.
But he Sees.
Life more beautifully.
Now, he sees clearly.
He satirically gives himself a glimmer of hope.
tried and true, he wore that cloak.
Standing on the high leverage between revenge and sustainability.
but triumphs engaged him.
gave him that feeling of freedom that no peace without dilligence could reward him.
I applaud him.
No Justice.
No Peace.
Only prosperity to seek the highest coast.
he tagged his possessions because he's territorially sound
conversated before he knew what to converse was.
sang those songs.
he, wrote that verse.
then comes the rehearsal.
time to practice what he preaches, time to donate to the weak.
giving of his own blood to save his brother.
time to practice what he preaches.
time to face success
and
defeat.
part of him, blames you for the insanity.
Then Love showed her face.
taught what it could feel like to
f
a
l
l.
in love.
feel that fire.
feel that worth.
some of it he accepted.
Some he didn't, and won't.
that feeling from his head to the toes became the norm.
paused the persecution for the moment.
paused the feeling of emptiness.
paused that fear of facing the rest.
twas a merely acquainted road block.
knocked boots.
Yet here he stands proudly.
chest protruding the sky.
nose has now followed.
confidence be his coat of many colors.
He be his Father's Son.
His Mother's Sun.
Her ray of hope, Her golden one.
No Justice, No Peace?
Not to me.
because through every line before me.
He Be Me.

Is it me?

... Or has the Blog-o-sphere slowed down? I hope folks continue to express themselves. I hope the written word continues to wax poetic & prosaic! How do U spend your days now? Do U spend more time on Social Networking sites (such as Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, etc.)? Do U spend more time in the REAL-world-sphere with family & friends?

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Marion Barry & Taxes: Like Roland Burris, Old School Strikes Back

"I am a great mayor; I am an upstanding Christian man; I am an intelligent man; I am a deeply educated man; I am a humble man." -- M. Barry, Mayor of Washington, DC

What about me?

You say you need time to think
To figure things out
Time to collect all of the pieces

Get it all together
But where do I fit in?
Where is my piece in the puzzle...?

D-Nice D-Nice - so much so I had 2 say it TWICE

If U don't know that D-Nice has a website - U NEED to click on his name check it out! That brother's True Hip Hop stories really are THE TRUTH! Here's ONE taste:


True Hip-Hop Stories: Sadat X of Brand Nubian from D-Nice on Vimeo.

love poetry for me......<3<3

love poetry for him

words in my heart

they sing

my lovely lullabies

i sing too

i go la la

in the air

maybe it is love

when i got stars upon my pupils

those beautiful poetic thoughts

in my head

they whisper softly

at night

where dreams come dancing

inside my soul

me sleeping

and

i think it is love

love by itself.....

~

©2009 Kai C.

Love Is...

I've tasted love in my mind
licked it from my lips
swallowed it whole,
sucked it down like ectasy
held it in my arms
squeezed it, rubbed it, caressed it...ever so gently
headlocked it
deadlocked it
savored love in all the wrong places
knowing that if i could just, hold it, wrap myself around it, contain it,
maintain it
One day it could be mine...mine all mine
But love is so spiritual
so flowing
so free
can't be contained
nor restrained
Love is...
Love exists for lovers
for a moment, for a lifetime, if you choose
love is
love is
what i want

Happy Valentimes Day...to all!