If I live my life according to what others think, I can never say that I lived
If I give up every time something goes wrong, I can never say that I won, or I have overcome
If I define who I’am through others, I can never say I know who I’am
If I say I never knew Jesus, I can never say I know what love is.
I can say life is a stuggle and it is something we must live for ourselves
I can say yes I have been down in out but still I rise with out a doubt
I can say I know who I’am and I love who I have become
I can say I know Jesus, and his love, and he says the battle is already won.
I love this since I write poetry from time to time
From the very beginning this book held my attention. For a first time author, Ivory, gives a wonderful storyline, of young successful women in love. We meet three strong independent women Lucky, Ty, and Keema. Although they could have had anyone that they wanted, they chose, to be with men, with illegal careers. However the lifestyle they lived alone, was a cause for some drama, a plus, was the fact that this book was interesting, even without getting involved, in the dynamics of Los, Nice, and Jah career choice. The drama within each relationship was enough, from cheating, lying, baby momma’s, and just jealous family, was enough to keep you turning those pages. Anyone who has ever been in love, can relate to this story, about the ups and downs, heartache, and the tears. Check out this incredible journey, of love, life and friendship. Be sure to pick up your copy of this book in both Kindle and paper back on Amazon.
As a single mother of two black boys who will one day become young black men, I’m outraged by the not guilty verdict, in the Zimmerman trial. Where is the justice for our children, how can I as a mother ever feel safe to allow my children to walk freely by themselves, without being harassed because of the color of their skin. I’m sorry if anyone may become offended by this, but Trayvon Martin was targeted because he was a young black male, walking around, in a middle classed neighborhood. The end result he lost his life, and his killer got off free, free to walk around with his family, and may also have the opportunity to get the gun he shot Trayvon Martin with back in his possession. Is that justice?
As I sit here, I still do not understand how this could have happened, how could one of the jury’s even say Zimmerman’s heart was in the right place, and that both him and Trayvon should have walked away. This man approached an young boy, with a gun in his possession, a boy on his way to home to his fathers house, he had a right to walk the streets freely, and his rights were taken away by a wanna be cop. Where is the justice in that how can we call ourselves the land of the free, when in all reality, it really isn’t free. Zimmerman did not even live in the neighborhood, but yet he was allowed to pull out a gun on a 17 year old boy. How do I explain this to my boys, how can I make them feel safe, or have faith in the justice system, when it seems every time it lets you down. Where do we go from here, how do we as black men and women protect our children. After this case I have very little faith in the justice system.
I’m so sadden by the fact that a jury of women were able to find this man innocent of all charges, a young boy missed out on a chance at life, he had no right to bother that young man, who only had a soda, and a bag of skittles, he was unarmed, and yet he was able to claim self-defense. If Zimmerman, had just left this boy alone, listened to the 911 operator, when they told him not to follow this boy, if he had not took it upon himself to approach this young man with no just cause, Trayvon would be alive today.
We must all see the reality in this situation, that America, is really not free, for all, I could not see Zimmerman being free to walk the streets if this had been a white boy, than again, there was the Casey Anthony trial, and she walked free, of all charges. Maybe it’s just not about black and white, but about justice for our children as well, we are there voice of reason, and we must find a way to protect them.
It’s funny how it seems that everyone is looking for happiness in one way or another. It could be in money, or a person, or even a job. As we live out our lives it seems it gets harder and harder to find happiness in these thing, the truth is that when your looking for happiness in material things is only last for a little while. Real true happiness comes from within ourselves, when we learn to accept the things that we cannot change, and work on the things that we can change, when we learn to love ourselves for who we are. And not measure ourselves by what we have, or how others look at us, this can be hard because it seems the world, makes famous people look so happy with all their money, and fame and fortune, but look at Michael Jackson. They both had money, fame and were very popular, but obviously very unhappy. So instead of looking to others and material things to make you happy, we must look within ourselves to fine true happines.
Everything happens for a reason
And for everything there is a season
A time to live and a time to die
A time for joy and a time for pain
A time to laugh and a time cry
and where there is sunshine there will
also be rain
But remember in your darkest hour
There is a higher power
Who heals all wounds in time.
He can give you peace of mine
If you just believe