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PROOF

In Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on April 2, 2021 at 5:15 am
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God was outside of CUP FOODS on the day George Floyd was there.

The country was so divided society wasn’t sure if they cared.


God was looking via the lives of several filming bystanders,

as police forfeited calculating risk to avoid being unlawful chancers.


Strangling a man on the ground with no answers – was troubling for all watching.

Emotions were strong towards the officer’s wrong – and God was “heart-intent clocking.”

 

It’s what He does.

Guardian Angels divvy way more than love,

 

they convey scenes that you are in

for the good of God and of those of sin…

 

because it all belongs to karma in full.

Judgment day will separate the lambs from the bulls.

 

God was there in Minnesota on the 25th of May

when George Floyd’s civil rights… in the streets did lay

 

just as one lawman mounted Mr. Floyd’s back, out of vex

and firmly planted his badged knee-into the right side of Floyd’s neck.

 

The position was held for more than nine minutes.

The situation was so contentious – it was hard to see God in it.

 

But He was there.

He showed his face through every bystander who cared.

 

God was there as Mr. Floyd cried out to his deceased Ma.

The PROOF of God will be karmic to the remaining law.

 

Pain-oozed from the footage that we saw – imagine Mr. Floyd’s family…

May history play-out that there will be no damning of “he.”

 

He, as in the character of Mr. George Floyd.

Human compassion, mercy, and love is not hard.

 

Though they were absent on that day that George Floyd stopped by Cup Foods.

Each officer on the scene responded as if in a high-threat mood.

 

Why is this?

What fruits of the spirit had they all missed?

 

I am grateful that no bystander caused any additional alarms, but —

God saw it all and now it rests in the hands of karma.

 

I can’t imagine a human being feeling that their biology is tops,

knowing that they are flesh & blood, and a God — they are not.

 

It would certainly be a weird thought to have —

one likely fulfilled on the road to breaking bad.

 

The PROOF of God is not on trial, but it is being showcased,

as the world is captivated by the indicted officer’s murder case.

 

Every witness that’s broached the stand swore by their right hand,

and testified to the ill-compassions of each law-knighted man.

 

While we don’t know the outcome of this trial yet,

the will and purpose of God is always a safe bet.

 

I am betting on God and His inset of karma, too.

Langston Hughes implied that God will see us through.

Mr. Floyd is with his mother now; spirit residual is true.

I’m Qui

Not quite Kim Russo but a believer in God and in PROOF.

The Write Right: A domestic slight

In Communication, Griot, News, Science on June 20, 2016 at 5:02 am

female-silhouetteThe Write Right — Langston Hughes had it. I have it. We all have the right
to communicate via song or say, by voice, text or write.

Please say what you feel inside, because I always do.
If a situation needs too much stroking – I call that a screw. 😀

Oooo! Don’t even get me started, after all I do have “The Write.”
I like to do mine when most are asleep. I own the dark of the night.

When you decide to ‘lay you down to sleep,’
and your unfaithful partner is contemplating a “creep,”

I’m the one with the iphone in voice record mode, the light in the window.
Stories of late night creeping tweak my scripted flow.

No. I don’t know where the male neighbor is ‘off to’ or where he ever goes,
though it is good food for my literary soul to see nocturnal activity – like so.

As he crept into the night, my mind yielded to the characters in my script and they started talking
they said, “if his wife gets up and cuts on the light — evidence will be on display and squawking.

Carried away in mind, the Mrs. may glance out of the front door to see what’s going on,
that’s when she’ll peep my silhouette in the window across the street — with the light on.

Ding dong! Looking at me. My light’ll go off, but I’m rarely s’ked.
I just don’t need her piping up. She should go back to bed.

That man ain’t no mono-homebody. He likes to keep it plural.
The city is a nice place to play. Her man was raised in the country rural.

Me? I was raised in the Dallas/Fort Worth
in stitched boots, a wide brim and a nifty little skirt.

I’m up early and my night hours run late.
I stay awake to keep watch of my plate.

My plate is my life, my journey, my purpose and what I am doing here.
The Mrs. will fancy coming over tomorrow to verse, but I will not be here.
freak-creepingI am a writer, a recorder of history. Invoked by realism I jot it down,
add in a little provocative mystique and we’ve got a concept script in the round.

Who’s sneaking out to see who, and go where? My neighbor is on point 3-days a week.
However, between the hours of 8am-3pm, the handyman works “the domestic recon creep.”

The Mrs. across the street finds the handyman to be a treat.
He doesn’t mind the work; he doesn’t mind the heat.

Once I asked her if her A/C or something was on the blink,
she said no, but there are “pipe issues” with her sink.

flirty-plumberShe said the handyman is good with her pipes.
She said his mannerism is one that she likes.

She said he doesn’t charge her for all services all of the time.
She said if I wanted him to stop by my home, that would be fine.

I replied, “Mine? Oh honey, never mind, my pipes are fine,” 
— besides the help that he’s giving her can be seen by the blind.”

She laughed – me too and then she said, “What’s the name of your site?
And do you enjoy spending your time upstairs writing all night?

I told her, “I do,” and that “the night hours are best.”
I told her “more pops-off in the wee hours of night while the majority of folks are at rest.”

She smiled and began to walk back across the street, looking over her shoulder in great delight,
she said, “you do what you and I’ll do what I do.” I agreed, and then produced this write.

She has the right to continue to do whatever she is doing,
and he has the right to continue creep-creeping and night screwing,

and I have the right to be vocal and record on my  iphone…
I love the night life, I am so rarely alone.

And so with The Write Right, I do believe this to be true,
I’m Qui
and if I didn’t stay up to jot it down, who’d ever find the time to write about you?

Keep doing what you do.
If it’s “on the low” – I guarantee someone is watching you.

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God Bless SANCHEZ!

In Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on April 9, 2015 at 9:28 am

spike-lee-do-the-right-thing-wayLet loose the bags of confetti and get the bells to ringing,
A visitor has shown us the truth and Heaven is singing.

Walter Scott must have been quite the spirit. A real lover of God.
His murder was captured on video – evidence that couldn’t be bought.

His family surely thought a questionable legacy would be jotted down
and that their beloved Walter would be defamed like the young Mike Brown.

But why would Officer Slager, a father to be, decide he’d like to take a life?
Why did Officer Timothy Loehmann decide to pull up and kill Tamir Rice?

Speaking of young Tamir Rice — he was the 12-year old black boy
that was shot in 2014 for playing in the park alone with a gun toy.

It was all caught on video, but the police department rebuked the view.
Evidence is ILL-HANDLED all of the time – the charges, ultimately subdued.

But Walter Scott’s exit has birthed new views, and new news,
Officer Michael T. Slager has been charged and wearing county blues.

The horrible IN YOUR FACE reality of white officers shooting unarmed black men
is quite the evil storyline and indeed needs to come to an end.

Black people aren’t up in arms today. Today their spirits are at rest
because the murdering cop is under lock. God Bless the bystander SANCHEZ.

A courageous Dominican Republican man – he was shocked at what he had seen.
He was on his way to work when Walter Scott was killed on the green.

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It appeared he was running from the cop
The cop asked him to stop
The cop tasered Walt
Then fired 8 bullets to insure the halt.

———————

This — behind a traffic stop. This was caught on tape.
“Necessary Force” laced the reports that the police officers made.

Hm. God Bless Sanchez. The video record was a gut reaction move
Sanchez contemplated not turning it in – fearing retaliation brute.

But Sanchez’ spirit is good, and the lad could not rest
The decision he made was tough, but he did what he thought was best.

At first he took his recording to the cops when the officer assisting him, gave Sanchez the feeling,
that if he had given up his recording — he could be the next police shooting/random killing.

He was freaked out, left the police station and immediately got an attorney.
What an awesomely smart thing to do. He looked up to America, he’s now learning

that we (USA) are not as forthcoming in law or as clean as we want others to think.
In fact Sanchez was pretty disappointed to have to smell Americas unlawful stink.

No rose buds here. He noticed that we stink louder than countries abroad.
Police insist corruption isn’t amidst — then beat minorities like they’re Gods.

I’ve always loved a man in blue. I’ve always given the utmost respect
to those men wearing lawful uniforms with those badges on their chest.

A uniform man looks sexy and when he stands behind protect and peace,
I feel compelled to look out for him — he keeps order in my streets.

I have told my brother to speak to him and befriend him; [to the officer] extend your hand.
My brothers have been gunned down without cause. My brothers are all black men.

What now? They are being hunted and I can not say a word.
God spoke up for us all and the VIDEO has been seen and finally heard.

It’s ugly and I hate it…. for each and every person affected and involved.
Eric Garner’s video failed to convict — This video is from the almighty God.

While this is our current story, I’m still focused on the silver lining at best,
I’m Qui
Supporting the use of civilian body cams and God Bless SANCHEZ!

If Langston Hughes were alive, I fathom to think how’d he verse the day.
With one fist in the air and the other clinched around a pen — Langston Hughes would have his say.
With griot and respect, I accept the charge to record this lay.