I was just on Twitter sending Tyler Perry messages about us working/writing/creating one day. I know that one day he will be my mentor #Godsaysso. I wanted to write this poem for him in memory of his mother. I hope he sees this one day. God bless him. He is amazing.
I write:
A face appeared before me and I knew it was God
He wrapped me in His arms and took me away...very, very far.
Son, I see the great things that you are doing
I'm so very proud of you.
I see the amazing things that you create
So glad that God has allowed me to.
I know that losing me was a hard things to deal with
If I could turn back the hands of time, I would come back in an instant.
When God calls us by name, there is no turning back
When God shows His face, trust me son...you'll be glad.
Even though we know that death will come to us all, it's never easy
Leaving you was so hard to do, baby boy believe me.
God made me an angel to watch over you every single day and night
God made me an angel so that you'd know everything will be alright.
When the clouds create a portrait, you should see my face
When the wind howls loud, that's me saying, "I love you," okay.
When you hear the birds chirping, I'm singing my favorite song
When you see the sunlight, that's my love keeping you warm.
Tyler, I love you so very much
I hope these words are a reminder.
A mother's love will always be
A loving son...you are to me.
A ray of sunshine that brightens my day
Your mother's love is a love that lives forever...and always.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 12/8/2013)
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Thank You Soldier.
So I was in Chili's today and saw a female soldier sitting on the other side of me with her head held down a little. I called over my waiter and said, "Can you find out what she's having?" He said, "Sure," as he walked off. He came back and told me. I then asked, "Can you bring me her ticket?" He came back with it and I paid for her meal and asked him for a blank piece of paper. On it, I wrote: Your meal has been taken care of. Thank you for your service. God bless. When he t...ook it to her, she reached over and grabbed the hand of the person sitting with me. So after we finished eating I walked over to her and said, "I know I can't thank you enough for all that you do but the least I could do was pay for your lunch." She got up from her seat and gave me the tightest hug and said, "Thank you for taking care of me. I was sitting ova here reading this book feeling sorry for myself when he came ova and told me what you did. Thank you for seeing me for me. I'm going to keep this piece of paper in my wallet."
The hug she gave me made me feel so good. God put people in our path for a reason. I thought to myself, "Maybe she needed a moment to just grab someone and hold them tight." It felt so good to see the smile on her face. God is good all the time.
Again, thank you soldier for all that you do. Thank you.
The hug she gave me made me feel so good. God put people in our path for a reason. I thought to myself, "Maybe she needed a moment to just grab someone and hold them tight." It felt so good to see the smile on her face. God is good all the time.
Again, thank you soldier for all that you do. Thank you.
(Written by Leukemiona Shala, 12/8/2013)
In Memory of Paul Walker & Roger Rodas
We heard a voice, God screamed our name,
Then He sent the water to stop the flames.
He extended His hand...and we both reached,
He looked us in the eye and before we had a chance to speak...
He said, "The life you once knew is behind you.
As your family and friends look, they will not find you.
Tears will shed and hearts will be in pain.
Strength & comfort they will receive when they call out my son's name."
As we looked down on all of you below,
We wished we were there with you but we had to go.
The time of death for each of us is never given,
And though it hurts, you just have to keep on living.
If we could've warned you before it happened, maybe we would have,
When it comes to death, we all have to pass.
Keep your prayers floating heaven bound,
Know that God take angels but leave their love on the earthly grounds.
He let us watch ova you when needed,
God only takes the best when their purpose is completed.
Keep those tears and smile just like we are,
Who could be sad when God has us above the stars.
We're safe...know that God called us in,
Life on earth is no longer...but eternal life begins.
Love,
Paul Walker & Roger Rodas
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 12/8/2013)
Then He sent the water to stop the flames.
He extended His hand...and we both reached,
He looked us in the eye and before we had a chance to speak...
He said, "The life you once knew is behind you.
As your family and friends look, they will not find you.
Tears will shed and hearts will be in pain.
Strength & comfort they will receive when they call out my son's name."
As we looked down on all of you below,
We wished we were there with you but we had to go.
The time of death for each of us is never given,
And though it hurts, you just have to keep on living.
If we could've warned you before it happened, maybe we would have,
When it comes to death, we all have to pass.
Keep your prayers floating heaven bound,
Know that God take angels but leave their love on the earthly grounds.
He let us watch ova you when needed,
God only takes the best when their purpose is completed.
Keep those tears and smile just like we are,
Who could be sad when God has us above the stars.
We're safe...know that God called us in,
Life on earth is no longer...but eternal life begins.
Love,
Paul Walker & Roger Rodas
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 12/8/2013)
Thursday, December 5, 2013
The Little Things. The Joy They Bring.
My Poetry's Truths:
I got out of bed...brushed my teeth and washed my face. I put on a pot of coffee and made breakfast to put on a plate. I went down on the corner where the main streets intersected. Called over to me 5 of the homeless that lay there in this cold air, disconnected. I invited them in for a hot meal, warm coffee and conversation. I let them all take a warm shower, gave them a change of clothes and they returned to their usual location. Then I began walking back home and thinking about the good things that God has done for me. I began to think about the good that God juss let them see. I began to think about how tomorrow, I could be that same disconnected person sitting, waiting for God to lead someone down my path. I did for them wut God does for me daily without letting a moment pass.
**Be thankful. Take a day this month, friend someone less fortunate, forget the NOT SO IMPORTANT things that we make SO IMPORTANT and be an angel.**
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 12/5/2013)
I got out of bed...brushed my teeth and washed my face. I put on a pot of coffee and made breakfast to put on a plate. I went down on the corner where the main streets intersected. Called over to me 5 of the homeless that lay there in this cold air, disconnected. I invited them in for a hot meal, warm coffee and conversation. I let them all take a warm shower, gave them a change of clothes and they returned to their usual location. Then I began walking back home and thinking about the good things that God has done for me. I began to think about the good that God juss let them see. I began to think about how tomorrow, I could be that same disconnected person sitting, waiting for God to lead someone down my path. I did for them wut God does for me daily without letting a moment pass.
**Be thankful. Take a day this month, friend someone less fortunate, forget the NOT SO IMPORTANT things that we make SO IMPORTANT and be an angel.**
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 12/5/2013)
Friday, November 22, 2013
DEDICATED to the FAMILY of the TWO BEAUTIFUL GIRLS that died in TULSA, OK (London Square House Fire)
There were two angels taken in a house fire a few days ago in Tulsa, Ok so I had to write:
From the bottom of our feet up, the heat began to rise. We didn't know wut to think, at 18-months and four years old, all we could do was cry. Buried in smoke we could do nothing but cry out, "Mommy! Daddy! Auntie!!! Anybody...please come and get us." But before anyone could do just that, our last breath was with us.
God turned on the lights of Heaven so that we could find our way there. God sent down his beautiful angels to come with us so we wouldn't be scared. God whispered, "It will be okay. Just follow the light as you see it." God was standing right there, in front of something so gorgeous you wouldn't believe it.
Momma! Daddy! We juss want you to know that everything will b alright. We're sure you imagine daily how we felt during the fire's light. We ask God to let you know that even though our lives were short lived, we fulfilled our purpose. Even though just a short while, the love we felt was worth it. Please don't cry, there was nothing you could do, and nothing you can go back and change...just smile. Know that we could not stay cos God said, "Come on home child."
Each night before you lay to sleep. Sing these words (in the Hush Little Baby tone):
Wait little tear drops, don't you fall.
I won't cry. No, not at all.
My little angels watch over me.
All day and night until I fall asleep.
If I don't fall fast asleep.
They come down and lay with me.
We pray a prayer for God to hear.
Thanking Him for protecting them and keeping them near.
Just know that God make NO mistakes. His love heals, help and protects. Just know that God will never do anything to hurt you. We live to die...and though we know this, we still never expect.
As our wings spread out into position. We didn't choose to leave, it was Gods decision.
Love,
The beautiful two.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 11/22/2013)
From the bottom of our feet up, the heat began to rise. We didn't know wut to think, at 18-months and four years old, all we could do was cry. Buried in smoke we could do nothing but cry out, "Mommy! Daddy! Auntie!!! Anybody...please come and get us." But before anyone could do just that, our last breath was with us.
God turned on the lights of Heaven so that we could find our way there. God sent down his beautiful angels to come with us so we wouldn't be scared. God whispered, "It will be okay. Just follow the light as you see it." God was standing right there, in front of something so gorgeous you wouldn't believe it.
Momma! Daddy! We juss want you to know that everything will b alright. We're sure you imagine daily how we felt during the fire's light. We ask God to let you know that even though our lives were short lived, we fulfilled our purpose. Even though just a short while, the love we felt was worth it. Please don't cry, there was nothing you could do, and nothing you can go back and change...just smile. Know that we could not stay cos God said, "Come on home child."
Each night before you lay to sleep. Sing these words (in the Hush Little Baby tone):
Wait little tear drops, don't you fall.
I won't cry. No, not at all.
My little angels watch over me.
All day and night until I fall asleep.
If I don't fall fast asleep.
They come down and lay with me.
We pray a prayer for God to hear.
Thanking Him for protecting them and keeping them near.
Just know that God make NO mistakes. His love heals, help and protects. Just know that God will never do anything to hurt you. We live to die...and though we know this, we still never expect.
As our wings spread out into position. We didn't choose to leave, it was Gods decision.
Love,
The beautiful two.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 11/22/2013)
Saturday, November 16, 2013
In Memory of Donald McClurkin Sr (Father of Donnie McClurkin)
A day ago or so I saw on a post from Rickey Smiley on FB about the death of Donnie McClurkin's father and it was immediately put on my heart to write for him. I hope these words help him get through this in some way. I am so blessed and thankful for the gift that God has given me.
***
On the morning of November 13, 2013 the golden gates of heaven were opened. To my surprise when I heard the words that the voice of an angel had spoken.
"The heavenly father asked that I come down to earth and fill you in. To let you know your eternal life now begins."
Because this was my first time meeting death I didn't know what to think. But I really had no time, the earth was gone at a blink. As God reached His hand down from beyond the floating skies. I looked back down on you and wiped the tears from my eyes. Then the voice of God sounded and this is what was said,
"The pain they will feel when they hear you are dead. But know that I will not let them live with the hurt. My love will cover them daily and trust me it works. I will comfort them and give them what they need to get by each day. I will listen for their calls and answer to what they pray. I will wipe the tears that pain place in their eyes. I will help them stand tall as they say their good-byes."
At that very moment, my mind was at ease. My worries were gone and I was now filled with peace. I know that me leaving will be hard to swallow. But know that I'm here not only today but also tomorrow. Now me and your mother will sit side-by-side watching you as you continue on in life. Though I did not want to leave you, God gave me my wings so I could fly.
I will forever and always love you.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 11/16/2013
***
On the morning of November 13, 2013 the golden gates of heaven were opened. To my surprise when I heard the words that the voice of an angel had spoken.
"The heavenly father asked that I come down to earth and fill you in. To let you know your eternal life now begins."
Because this was my first time meeting death I didn't know what to think. But I really had no time, the earth was gone at a blink. As God reached His hand down from beyond the floating skies. I looked back down on you and wiped the tears from my eyes. Then the voice of God sounded and this is what was said,
"The pain they will feel when they hear you are dead. But know that I will not let them live with the hurt. My love will cover them daily and trust me it works. I will comfort them and give them what they need to get by each day. I will listen for their calls and answer to what they pray. I will wipe the tears that pain place in their eyes. I will help them stand tall as they say their good-byes."
At that very moment, my mind was at ease. My worries were gone and I was now filled with peace. I know that me leaving will be hard to swallow. But know that I'm here not only today but also tomorrow. Now me and your mother will sit side-by-side watching you as you continue on in life. Though I did not want to leave you, God gave me my wings so I could fly.
I will forever and always love you.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 11/16/2013
Playstation 4 vs My Child
**It's amazing the things we make time for**
My Poetry's Truths:
Heard the Playstation 4 was hitting the stores at midnite so outside the store I was seated. Blanket covering my legs and a jacket on my body to keep me heated. Got to the store about 2pm cos I wanted to b first in line. Was gon' make sure that if nothing else, I was gon' get mine. So I sat there and I waited. Thinking about all the fun I was gon' have, the prize I was gon' get for waiting. The moment come and I'm the first one in the store. The first one at the counter with my hundred dollar bills and more.
The next morning my child calls and says that they just wanna hang out with me. I just sat and listened as he/she said mama/daddy please come and get me. I had to tell 'em that I was beat cos I was out all nite, maybe another time. And got the response that I always say that and end up doing nuthin' but lieing. But hey, I got what I wanted so outta my bed I leaped. Went and open the box that waited patiently for me. Had the biggest smile on my face that one had ever seen. I finally got the game that I kept envisioning in my dream.
Later that day my child called and asked if I was still busy. He/She said, "Now can you come get me?" I responded with a quick lie saying that I gotta go in to work. The crazy thing is, I lied and didn't care that he/she was hurt.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 11/15/2013)
My Poetry's Truths:
Heard the Playstation 4 was hitting the stores at midnite so outside the store I was seated. Blanket covering my legs and a jacket on my body to keep me heated. Got to the store about 2pm cos I wanted to b first in line. Was gon' make sure that if nothing else, I was gon' get mine. So I sat there and I waited. Thinking about all the fun I was gon' have, the prize I was gon' get for waiting. The moment come and I'm the first one in the store. The first one at the counter with my hundred dollar bills and more.
The next morning my child calls and says that they just wanna hang out with me. I just sat and listened as he/she said mama/daddy please come and get me. I had to tell 'em that I was beat cos I was out all nite, maybe another time. And got the response that I always say that and end up doing nuthin' but lieing. But hey, I got what I wanted so outta my bed I leaped. Went and open the box that waited patiently for me. Had the biggest smile on my face that one had ever seen. I finally got the game that I kept envisioning in my dream.
Later that day my child called and asked if I was still busy. He/She said, "Now can you come get me?" I responded with a quick lie saying that I gotta go in to work. The crazy thing is, I lied and didn't care that he/she was hurt.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 11/15/2013)
Sunday, October 13, 2013
If You Just Believe
Just sat down and started writing off the top of my head.
My Poetry's Truths:
I'm riding with my girlfriends on our way to the mall.
I picked up my phone when I saw there was an incoming call.
On the other end was my doctor saying, "I have some bad news."
Then went on to say, "Please come to my office today around two."
Got dropped off back home with my mind wondering wild.
My patience running out wondering what the hell I den' got myself into now.
Now I'm at the doc's office sitting in a packed waiting room on edge.
Then I heard, "Come on darling you're next."
Followed the nurse to room number five and she said the doctor would be in.
I sat there with tears in my eyes as the bad thoughts began.
The doctor walked in and sat in a chair placed next to the bed.
He said, "Sorry to say but you have cancer," as he patted my leg.
I asked, "Are you serious. Are you sure you ran the test right?"
He responded, "Yes I ran the test more than twice."
I asked, "What do I do now? How long do I have to live?"
He then said, "It's all based on the length of time that God gives."
Then he said, "Not only do you have cancer but you HIV."
I looked and said, "You're just joking with me."
He replied, "No, I would never do that. What I'm telling you is true."
I yelled, "Oh God no!!!! Doc tell me what do I do."
Then I heard:
Believe.
Leave the healing to me.
Have faith.
Do as my word say.
Know that you can handle this situation.
When in need, pick up your Bible and turn the pages.
Then I dried my face and a smile appeared.
My doc asked, "Why are you smiling from ear to ear?"
I said, "I ain't worried about those results cos my God got this."
I lived each of life's moments as God gave them to me.
Day in and day out, I didn't worry about the cancer or HIV.
I did as my God said and I left it all in His hands.
And when in need, I go to my Bible and get fed.
Though I'm in a situation most would be scared to be in.
I have faith and God has definitely taught me about believing.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 10/13/2013)
My Poetry's Truths:
I'm riding with my girlfriends on our way to the mall.
I picked up my phone when I saw there was an incoming call.
On the other end was my doctor saying, "I have some bad news."
Then went on to say, "Please come to my office today around two."
Got dropped off back home with my mind wondering wild.
My patience running out wondering what the hell I den' got myself into now.
Now I'm at the doc's office sitting in a packed waiting room on edge.
Then I heard, "Come on darling you're next."
Followed the nurse to room number five and she said the doctor would be in.
I sat there with tears in my eyes as the bad thoughts began.
The doctor walked in and sat in a chair placed next to the bed.
He said, "Sorry to say but you have cancer," as he patted my leg.
I asked, "Are you serious. Are you sure you ran the test right?"
He responded, "Yes I ran the test more than twice."
I asked, "What do I do now? How long do I have to live?"
He then said, "It's all based on the length of time that God gives."
Then he said, "Not only do you have cancer but you HIV."
I looked and said, "You're just joking with me."
He replied, "No, I would never do that. What I'm telling you is true."
I yelled, "Oh God no!!!! Doc tell me what do I do."
Then I heard:
Believe.
Leave the healing to me.
Have faith.
Do as my word say.
Know that you can handle this situation.
When in need, pick up your Bible and turn the pages.
Then I dried my face and a smile appeared.
My doc asked, "Why are you smiling from ear to ear?"
I said, "I ain't worried about those results cos my God got this."
I lived each of life's moments as God gave them to me.
Day in and day out, I didn't worry about the cancer or HIV.
I did as my God said and I left it all in His hands.
And when in need, I go to my Bible and get fed.
Though I'm in a situation most would be scared to be in.
I have faith and God has definitely taught me about believing.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 10/13/2013)
Saturday, October 12, 2013
A Poem for my dad, Adrian Peterson
Today I watched TMZ live and heard about the abuse done to the 2-year old son of Adrian Peterson. I was sadden and shocked that someone could do this. Not too long after that I heard that he passed from his injuries. Immediately my heart went out to A.P., his family, his son's mothers and her family. I also wrote:
A
Poem for my dad, Adrian Peterson
I
heard a voice say, “Come little angel,” as a hand reached down for me,
My
eyes were dried and then I heard, “I’ve come to set you free.”
God
then held me in His hand and took me home up high,
I’m
sorry that I had to leave without even saying bye-bye.
Daddy,
I love you more than you will ever know,
God
called me home so I had to go.
I
know that there may be anger deep down inside,
I’m
looking from up top at your crying eyes.
Know
that God has never taken an angel by mistake,
Know
that God can make sure that the pain goes away.
I
ask that God give you understanding as the days pass by,
And
let you know that I have a smile that’s so, so bright.
If
you ever want to see my face again, let the memories play,
Whenever
you have questions, just kneel and pray.
Daddy,
continue to do good and I’ll be right there with you,
Also
standing at the gates of heaven when God come to get you.
Love,
Baby
Peterson
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 10/11/2013)
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 10/11/2013)
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
In Memory of Gemmia (the daughter of Iyanla Vanzant)
I was watching Iyanla's show "Fix My Life" when she stated she had lost her daughter. I went to her site to see where I could send a request for her to help "Fix My Life" but then God put it on my heart to write for her. So I looked up information regarding the passing of her daughter and I began to write:
On Christmas morning 2003, God said He was in need of angels...He was in need of me.
I sit up above the sky so high
And look down below and wonder why
The tears fill faces for us up here
Cause we smile at all times from ear to ear.
I know that it was not easy losing me
I know that on earth you would prefer that I be,
But God called my name and immediately I went
To my home in the heavens with the angels He sent.
Mom, looking down upon you...I smile
Seeing how you fix lives make me so proud.
You are an amazing woman, you are
My love still love you with all of my heart.
Whenever you want to see my face again, look at old pictures taken
When you want to feel me there, dream and old memories will start playing,
When you want to feel my hugs, the wind will wrap around you tight
And when you want to hear me say "I love you," listen as the wind blow at night.
Mom, you will always be the best mother a child could ask for
Sorry that I had to leave so soon but God was waiting at heavens door,
I just wanted to send you words to let you know I'm thinking of you
And every moment I'm with you doing what Gods angels do.
Though death bring distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Gemmia
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 9/11/2013)
On Christmas morning 2003, God said He was in need of angels...He was in need of me.
I sit up above the sky so high
And look down below and wonder why
The tears fill faces for us up here
Cause we smile at all times from ear to ear.
I know that it was not easy losing me
I know that on earth you would prefer that I be,
But God called my name and immediately I went
To my home in the heavens with the angels He sent.
Mom, looking down upon you...I smile
Seeing how you fix lives make me so proud.
You are an amazing woman, you are
My love still love you with all of my heart.
Whenever you want to see my face again, look at old pictures taken
When you want to feel me there, dream and old memories will start playing,
When you want to feel my hugs, the wind will wrap around you tight
And when you want to hear me say "I love you," listen as the wind blow at night.
Mom, you will always be the best mother a child could ask for
Sorry that I had to leave so soon but God was waiting at heavens door,
I just wanted to send you words to let you know I'm thinking of you
And every moment I'm with you doing what Gods angels do.
Though death bring distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Gemmia
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 9/11/2013)
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Abort
A poem I wrote in May 2011 about abortion.
I just didn't know what to do
Couldn't stand the thought of you
Growing inside me
Taking away from the "FREE" life that I have
So I was given no choice
My whole family pissed
And...
Mama won't let me tell my daddy
She say that if we get it ova with no one will have to know
I don't want the embarrassment
The humiliation
Them knowing that I'm with child
Not wanting the possibility of never graduating
Choices...
I have them
But what do I do
It's either keep you or abort you
The opportunity to give you away or spoil you
I sit here
And I think it may be easier becos I don't know you
And if I never give myself the opportunity it won't matter
I will never be haunted by your face, your eyes or your laughter
I have a choice
And becos I can never be me, with you
I abort!
-Leukemiona "Shala" Daniels, 2011
I just didn't know what to do
Couldn't stand the thought of you
Growing inside me
Taking away from the "FREE" life that I have
So I was given no choice
My whole family pissed
And...
Mama won't let me tell my daddy
She say that if we get it ova with no one will have to know
I don't want the embarrassment
The humiliation
Them knowing that I'm with child
Not wanting the possibility of never graduating
Choices...
I have them
But what do I do
It's either keep you or abort you
The opportunity to give you away or spoil you
I sit here
And I think it may be easier becos I don't know you
And if I never give myself the opportunity it won't matter
I will never be haunted by your face, your eyes or your laughter
I have a choice
And becos I can never be me, with you
I abort!
-Leukemiona "Shala" Daniels, 2011
My Side of the Story
This is a poem I wrote back in 2011. I try to write what I see in this world and what if's. So I write:
I never meant to but things got outta hand
Mama started tripping out on me and these were the things she was saying...
You juss like yo' ol nuttn ass daddy
I wish I neva had ya'
You make me sick
I shoulda neva listened to the pastor
She neva showed me unconditional love
She neva taught me how to do things the responsible way
She blamed me for my father's wrong doings
She blamed me cos he wouldn't stay
One day after skool, she started rambling wit that mouth of hers
Tears started running down my cheek
Wrapped both my hands around her neck
Tighter and tighter until she couldn't speak
Neva tried calling for help
Just let her lay there, gasping for air...let her die
Didn't want to hear her bullshyt statements
Said this when the judge asked me why....
I didn't have a mother like you did
I basically raised myself
She constantly complained about how being around me sickened her
She said that she wished the abortion clinic is where I was left
I juss couldn't keep listening to it
I was about to commit suicide
Do I wish I could go back and change things
No becos we would juss be trading lives.
-Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 2011
I never meant to but things got outta hand
Mama started tripping out on me and these were the things she was saying...
You juss like yo' ol nuttn ass daddy
I wish I neva had ya'
You make me sick
I shoulda neva listened to the pastor
She neva showed me unconditional love
She neva taught me how to do things the responsible way
She blamed me for my father's wrong doings
She blamed me cos he wouldn't stay
One day after skool, she started rambling wit that mouth of hers
Tears started running down my cheek
Wrapped both my hands around her neck
Tighter and tighter until she couldn't speak
Neva tried calling for help
Just let her lay there, gasping for air...let her die
Didn't want to hear her bullshyt statements
Said this when the judge asked me why....
I didn't have a mother like you did
I basically raised myself
She constantly complained about how being around me sickened her
She said that she wished the abortion clinic is where I was left
I juss couldn't keep listening to it
I was about to commit suicide
Do I wish I could go back and change things
No becos we would juss be trading lives.
-Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 2011
I Have a Dream
I have a dream. Right now I just write...I write to help, heal and save lives. One day you will see my greeting cards on store shelves...and in my own store. I will never give up on my dream. One poem at a time. One line at a time. One letter at a time. One life at a time.
In Memory of Tiana Ricks - Gone too Soon!
I'm on Facebook and I see a post that Jayceon "The Game" Taylor had on his wall about a little girl named Tiana Ricks who was gunned down in Moreno Valley this past weekend. I cannot imagine the pain this little girls family is going through. He has started the RobinHood Project...helping others and I wanted to be apart of that and write this poem. I'm hoping I can get this to them for her obituary. So I write:
Not even a moments notice and I'm gone
God sent His angels to come and take me home.
I know that losing me like this is hard
God never make mistakes and we know this for sure.
Momma & Daddy, I know that the tears are falling fast
To be with you...is what I pray to God and ask.
To hold you in His arms until you completely heal
I know He can and He promised He will.
Though my life was cut short, it was well lived
The smile that you saw is shinning now still.
As you get ready to lay me down to rest
Know that you are not to blame...you gave me your best.
Though you may wish there was something you could've done, God knows
And when He call us by name...we all have to go.
I will be watching down upon you each moment of every day
When the pain seem to never end, bow your head and begin to pray.
Though death bring distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Tiana
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 9/10/13)
Not even a moments notice and I'm gone
God sent His angels to come and take me home.
I know that losing me like this is hard
God never make mistakes and we know this for sure.
Momma & Daddy, I know that the tears are falling fast
To be with you...is what I pray to God and ask.
To hold you in His arms until you completely heal
I know He can and He promised He will.
Though my life was cut short, it was well lived
The smile that you saw is shinning now still.
As you get ready to lay me down to rest
Know that you are not to blame...you gave me your best.
Though you may wish there was something you could've done, God knows
And when He call us by name...we all have to go.
I will be watching down upon you each moment of every day
When the pain seem to never end, bow your head and begin to pray.
Though death bring distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Tiana
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 9/10/13)
In Memory of Lynda
I come home this morning after being in Oklahoma a few days and watch one of my favorite tv shows, "Marrying the Game." On this episode, Tiffney (the fiance' of Jayceon "the Game" Taylor) celebrated her mother Lynda's b-day (who has passed away from cancer). I wanted to send some special words to her because it was put on my heart, so I write:
Tiffney baby, the love of my life
I am so blessed that God has given Shala the gift to write.
So blessed that I am able to send these words to you
I hope that they do what they're being written to do.
It has been about eight years since I've left the earthly grounds
Though the pain is a little less, I see the tears are still hanging around.
I love the beautiful flowers that Jayceon purchased for me
Thank you for still celebrating my day and all the nice things you do constantly.
Visiting the grounds that my body lay buried beneath
Saying "I love you" and starring down at me...
Well, down at the ground that holds my ashes and bones
As you know...my spirit has already made it's way home.
Tiff, I wish there was a way I could go back in time
A way that I could wrap you in these arms of mine.
A way that I could plant one last kiss on your cheek
A way that I could say I love you and hear you say you love me.
Baby, I love looking down seeing your beautiful smile
You are the reason my life was worthwhile.
Old memories, with those, moments to remain
And old pictures will allow you to still see my face.
God has never nor will He ever make a mistake
My purpose on earth was done therefore I could not stay.
But know that with every moment you're awake...I'm thinking of you
Flying right by your side as all of Gods angels do.
Tiff and Jay, let love do what love do
I have God and all my angel friends watching over you.
Tell my grandbabies I said I love them and give them a kiss
Until Shala write for me again, I will leave you with this.
Though death bring distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Mom Lynda
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 9/10/13)
Tiffney baby, the love of my life
I am so blessed that God has given Shala the gift to write.
So blessed that I am able to send these words to you
I hope that they do what they're being written to do.
It has been about eight years since I've left the earthly grounds
Though the pain is a little less, I see the tears are still hanging around.
I love the beautiful flowers that Jayceon purchased for me
Thank you for still celebrating my day and all the nice things you do constantly.
Visiting the grounds that my body lay buried beneath
Saying "I love you" and starring down at me...
Well, down at the ground that holds my ashes and bones
As you know...my spirit has already made it's way home.
Tiff, I wish there was a way I could go back in time
A way that I could wrap you in these arms of mine.
A way that I could plant one last kiss on your cheek
A way that I could say I love you and hear you say you love me.
Baby, I love looking down seeing your beautiful smile
You are the reason my life was worthwhile.
Old memories, with those, moments to remain
And old pictures will allow you to still see my face.
God has never nor will He ever make a mistake
My purpose on earth was done therefore I could not stay.
But know that with every moment you're awake...I'm thinking of you
Flying right by your side as all of Gods angels do.
Tiff and Jay, let love do what love do
I have God and all my angel friends watching over you.
Tell my grandbabies I said I love them and give them a kiss
Until Shala write for me again, I will leave you with this.
Though death bring distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Mom Lynda
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 9/10/13)
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
In Memory of Christopher Lane
I was watching Anderson Cooper 360 about Christopher Lane's senseless murder in the small town of Duncan, Ok aired and I began to write:
At my girlfriends house and I go out to take a run
Thinking nothing of it until I felt the heat from a bullet of a gun.
Staggered across the street to the other side
Could barely feel my feet so inside the ditch I fell...alive.
Voices I begin to hear but they started to fade out quickly
Then angels voices appeared in my ear saying that they came to get me.
At that very moment I started to realize they were from another place
And though I didn't want it...my heart didn't continue to beat the same pace.
To my family:
I know that this moment seem so unreal, so made up
Hard to imagine that so soon, death would come to greet us.
Above the clouds sit an awesome God who does awesome things
He takes care of the hurt we feel and the pain it brings.
I know that losing me will not be an easy thing to move on from
But I know that you can do anything with God's love.
Know that every moment we shared will be with me forever
And the memories you have will keep us together.
The death of someone doesn't mean that they're gone
The absence of their presence mean that God called them home.
But the love of them still remains right there with you
As your guardian angel, I'm doing what God called me to.
Love,
Christopher Lane
Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 2013
At my girlfriends house and I go out to take a run
Thinking nothing of it until I felt the heat from a bullet of a gun.
Staggered across the street to the other side
Could barely feel my feet so inside the ditch I fell...alive.
Voices I begin to hear but they started to fade out quickly
Then angels voices appeared in my ear saying that they came to get me.
At that very moment I started to realize they were from another place
And though I didn't want it...my heart didn't continue to beat the same pace.
To my family:
I know that this moment seem so unreal, so made up
Hard to imagine that so soon, death would come to greet us.
Above the clouds sit an awesome God who does awesome things
He takes care of the hurt we feel and the pain it brings.
I know that losing me will not be an easy thing to move on from
But I know that you can do anything with God's love.
Know that every moment we shared will be with me forever
And the memories you have will keep us together.
The death of someone doesn't mean that they're gone
The absence of their presence mean that God called them home.
But the love of them still remains right there with you
As your guardian angel, I'm doing what God called me to.
Love,
Christopher Lane
Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 2013
Death's Message "Though"
-Death's Message-
Though death take us all by surprise
God knows the when, the where and why.
Though it hurts to know u will neva see them again
God called them home and took them in.
Though the tears will fall from the pain and hurt
God hears our prayers and just asking works.
Though questions may not get answering from the physical beings
God will in time, just have faith and keep believing.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Though death take us all by surprise
God knows the when, the where and why.
Though it hurts to know u will neva see them again
God called them home and took them in.
Though the tears will fall from the pain and hurt
God hears our prayers and just asking works.
Though questions may not get answering from the physical beings
God will in time, just have faith and keep believing.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Love Me When You Have Me
My Poetry's Truths:
When he arrived at my door I said, "Come in. Glad to see you decided to drop thru. Why don't u meet my new friend. David this is Devon, my kids dad. Devon this is David, the man who will now be enjoying what you had." He gave me this weird look and asked, "Can I talk to you for a minute. We stepped outside the front door and his lips started sinning...saying, "This ain't what I really wanted. I didn't think you would eva leave. I promise to do better I love you. This time you really have to believe me. He ain't gon' love you like I do. This relationship won't last for long. I'll give you everything you ask for if you just let me come back home." I replied, "Now that you see that I've moved on, you want to make a change. But I've had time to think since you've left me alone and I don't think I wanna take back all the pain. David has come into my life now and I'll take the chance rather than repeat the choice. Hope you'll do better the next go round and listen when she shares her voice." #lovemewhenuhaveme
(Leukemiona "Shala", 2013)
When he arrived at my door I said, "Come in. Glad to see you decided to drop thru. Why don't u meet my new friend. David this is Devon, my kids dad. Devon this is David, the man who will now be enjoying what you had." He gave me this weird look and asked, "Can I talk to you for a minute. We stepped outside the front door and his lips started sinning...saying, "This ain't what I really wanted. I didn't think you would eva leave. I promise to do better I love you. This time you really have to believe me. He ain't gon' love you like I do. This relationship won't last for long. I'll give you everything you ask for if you just let me come back home." I replied, "Now that you see that I've moved on, you want to make a change. But I've had time to think since you've left me alone and I don't think I wanna take back all the pain. David has come into my life now and I'll take the chance rather than repeat the choice. Hope you'll do better the next go round and listen when she shares her voice." #lovemewhenuhaveme
(Leukemiona "Shala", 2013)
My Dreams
My thought on 8/20/2013
My dreams can't be imagined with the normal mind. The vision set forth for me is only seen between God & I. Neva tell me what I can & can't do. -Leukemiona Shala, 2013
My dreams can't be imagined with the normal mind. The vision set forth for me is only seen between God & I. Neva tell me what I can & can't do. -Leukemiona Shala, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Twenty-six Years
My poetry's truths:
It's been twenty-six years since she looked me in my face
Those same twenty-six years has passed since in my father's arms I was embarrassed
Long weekends I sat wondering their whereabouts, their faces
Wondering if I would ever see them again...
Well I did...
I'm just now leaving them and the tears fell
I said things to them I had on my chest and needed to tell
My eyes are swollen and my heart still beat uncontrollably
Good thing my husband was there to grab hold of me
Just looking at them both so broken-hearted
But twenty-six years ago...our relationship departed
I was able to to calm my worried mind and daily thoughts
Too bad it was at their funeral...that we had to talk.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 2013)
It's been twenty-six years since she looked me in my face
Those same twenty-six years has passed since in my father's arms I was embarrassed
Long weekends I sat wondering their whereabouts, their faces
Wondering if I would ever see them again...
Well I did...
I'm just now leaving them and the tears fell
I said things to them I had on my chest and needed to tell
My eyes are swollen and my heart still beat uncontrollably
Good thing my husband was there to grab hold of me
Just looking at them both so broken-hearted
But twenty-six years ago...our relationship departed
I was able to to calm my worried mind and daily thoughts
Too bad it was at their funeral...that we had to talk.
(Written by Leukemiona "Shala", 2013)
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Poetry Vision - Tragic Story
This world and the things that are happening in it. The world create a whole bunch of opportunities that allow me to write...write life, write situations, write relationships, etc. Whether on paper or using MS Word...I get to write poetry.
Just off the top of my head I began to write:
After school my grandmother is there to pick me up...which was kinda confusing cos I usually ride the bus. She said, "Get in child. Your mother sent me to get you. Why are you looking at me kinda crazy and confused?"
"Am I going to your house?" I asked. "Yeh boy," she said rubbing my head as she laughed. When we arrived there were cars parked in front of the house and some up in the driveway. "What's going on?" I asked, "Is it someone's birthday?"
She looked at me and began to cry. I grabbed her hand and asked her, "Why?" She looked me deep in the eyes and begin to say, "Your grandfather Henry...he died today." I ran inside the house with tears falling fast. Each one of the family members I ran quickly pass. I screamed, "Where is my mama?" as I ran through the house. My grandma then grabbed me and said, "You have to sit down."
"This morning your grandfather picked up the phone. Your mother was screaming that something was wrong. He went to her rescue to find her holding a gun. It was pointed at her temple and she was holding her son. Your grand-dad tried to talk to her and tell her to stop. He called me on the house phone and then I heard a shot. He lay there struggling to breath but said, "Please help her okay." She picked up the phone and screamed, "Dad, you okay? Mom he's not breathing, I didn't mean to shoot. As I began to take the gun from my head the bullet went through." Then I heard your brother crying and I said, "I'm on my way." When I arrived she was shot in the face.
"So...your brother I have. Your mother is gone. Your grandfather was killed but you are not alone. I'll be her to hold you, to talk to you...I care. I'm sorry that your father is incarcerated and not able to be there. Though she was not my biological child...your father is my son. We will get through this together and know that your mother sends her love."
the end.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Just off the top of my head I began to write:
After school my grandmother is there to pick me up...which was kinda confusing cos I usually ride the bus. She said, "Get in child. Your mother sent me to get you. Why are you looking at me kinda crazy and confused?"
"Am I going to your house?" I asked. "Yeh boy," she said rubbing my head as she laughed. When we arrived there were cars parked in front of the house and some up in the driveway. "What's going on?" I asked, "Is it someone's birthday?"
She looked at me and began to cry. I grabbed her hand and asked her, "Why?" She looked me deep in the eyes and begin to say, "Your grandfather Henry...he died today." I ran inside the house with tears falling fast. Each one of the family members I ran quickly pass. I screamed, "Where is my mama?" as I ran through the house. My grandma then grabbed me and said, "You have to sit down."
"This morning your grandfather picked up the phone. Your mother was screaming that something was wrong. He went to her rescue to find her holding a gun. It was pointed at her temple and she was holding her son. Your grand-dad tried to talk to her and tell her to stop. He called me on the house phone and then I heard a shot. He lay there struggling to breath but said, "Please help her okay." She picked up the phone and screamed, "Dad, you okay? Mom he's not breathing, I didn't mean to shoot. As I began to take the gun from my head the bullet went through." Then I heard your brother crying and I said, "I'm on my way." When I arrived she was shot in the face.
"So...your brother I have. Your mother is gone. Your grandfather was killed but you are not alone. I'll be her to hold you, to talk to you...I care. I'm sorry that your father is incarcerated and not able to be there. Though she was not my biological child...your father is my son. We will get through this together and know that your mother sends her love."
the end.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Time
I was just sitting down at my computer and saw a video featuring a piece "Black Boy Wonder" written by Omar Hardwick and performed by the actors and I began to write:
My Poetry's Truths:
Motionless.
No life.
Mouth open.
So are my eyes.
Rolled back over on my stomach.
Bullet backs out of my chest.
Fighting to save my life.
Running from this unknown man.
Standing under the mailbox shed.
Walked back up to the store.
Going back into the house.
Sitting back down on the couch.
I just rewind time.
If I could take back this life of mine.
But we all know that this doesn't exist.
So in the beautiful heavens is where I live.
-Trayvon Martin
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
My Poetry's Truths:
Motionless.
No life.
Mouth open.
So are my eyes.
Rolled back over on my stomach.
Bullet backs out of my chest.
Fighting to save my life.
Running from this unknown man.
Standing under the mailbox shed.
Walked back up to the store.
Going back into the house.
Sitting back down on the couch.
I just rewind time.
If I could take back this life of mine.
But we all know that this doesn't exist.
So in the beautiful heavens is where I live.
-Trayvon Martin
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Too Soon to Judge
My Poetry's Truth:
At school and I walked by a group of girls with a cap on my head
One shouted, "Where's your hair. I bet it's ugly and probably smell bad."
The other girls they laughed and continued to call me funny names
As I continued to walk they followed playing the "bullying game."
The next day at school I walked by the same group of girls
One shouted, "Why don't you twirl beautiful twirl."
Then they busted out laughing at the clothes I was wearing
Followed me singing, "I wonder with who these clothes she's sharing."
Pants a little high from my ankles, neither one of my socks matched
My shoes not brand new and my shirt was an ugly plaid.
They laughed...oh just tickled and every day made fun of me
I guess it made them feel good but inside it was hurting me.
Though I didn't have much, I was blessed
Grew up to own my own business and have success
Never knew from my looks then that I would b where I am today
And those who laughed back then would be working for me to earn their pay.
Message: You just never know. A person is never defined by their physical features or clothes. You have to get to know someone then judge them based off how they treat you. You may laugh and get a kick out of them now but you never know what a blessing they can be...on the cool.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
At school and I walked by a group of girls with a cap on my head
One shouted, "Where's your hair. I bet it's ugly and probably smell bad."
The other girls they laughed and continued to call me funny names
As I continued to walk they followed playing the "bullying game."
The next day at school I walked by the same group of girls
One shouted, "Why don't you twirl beautiful twirl."
Then they busted out laughing at the clothes I was wearing
Followed me singing, "I wonder with who these clothes she's sharing."
Pants a little high from my ankles, neither one of my socks matched
My shoes not brand new and my shirt was an ugly plaid.
They laughed...oh just tickled and every day made fun of me
I guess it made them feel good but inside it was hurting me.
Though I didn't have much, I was blessed
Grew up to own my own business and have success
Never knew from my looks then that I would b where I am today
And those who laughed back then would be working for me to earn their pay.
Message: You just never know. A person is never defined by their physical features or clothes. You have to get to know someone then judge them based off how they treat you. You may laugh and get a kick out of them now but you never know what a blessing they can be...on the cool.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Sunday, July 28, 2013
In Memory of Kidd Kraddick
I woke this morning and there was a FB post from the Rickey Smiley Fan Page talking about the loss of Kidd Kraddick from the Dish Nation. Sadden to hear this, I wrote:
I'm gone. No dream and no fairytale,
No physical me. I hate to see all the eyes that swell.
Called home on July 27, 2013...and I went,
How do one say "No" to the angels that were sent.
To my family,
To leave you was the hardest thing I had to do,
But I feel very good knowing that God will take care of you.
My sudden loss, no warnings...no good-bye's,
No seconds left to wipe your teary eyes.
Know that from the heaven's above I continue to watch,
And when the pain begins to increase, just let go and let God.
Know that my love will never die and it continues to live on,
Whenever you wonder why, remember God can do no wrong.
My purpose on this earth has been filled,
And though I'm not physically there, I'm with you still.
Just above the blue cloudy skies...I live,
And the love I have for you...I always will.
I've spread my wings and flew back to the home I know,
To see the pain in your eyes...I hate I had to go.
God called me home and that's where I'll be,
Just so you know...I made it home, God set me free.
Love,
The Kidd
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
I'm gone. No dream and no fairytale,
No physical me. I hate to see all the eyes that swell.
Called home on July 27, 2013...and I went,
How do one say "No" to the angels that were sent.
To my family,
To leave you was the hardest thing I had to do,
But I feel very good knowing that God will take care of you.
My sudden loss, no warnings...no good-bye's,
No seconds left to wipe your teary eyes.
Know that from the heaven's above I continue to watch,
And when the pain begins to increase, just let go and let God.
Know that my love will never die and it continues to live on,
Whenever you wonder why, remember God can do no wrong.
My purpose on this earth has been filled,
And though I'm not physically there, I'm with you still.
Just above the blue cloudy skies...I live,
And the love I have for you...I always will.
I've spread my wings and flew back to the home I know,
To see the pain in your eyes...I hate I had to go.
God called me home and that's where I'll be,
Just so you know...I made it home, God set me free.
Love,
The Kidd
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
Thursday, July 18, 2013
In Memory of Mary 41909
God put this on my heart so I wrote:
July 17, 2013 an angel came and whispered in my ear,
He said, "Don't you worry for God is here."
A smile then appeared-stretched across my face,
He then said, "We're here to take you to a beautiful place."
In life we live but as we know death will come,
It hurts to lose someone you know, especially those you love.
Know that with every single moment I'm gone, I'm thinking of you,
Watching you so closely as all of God's angels do.
I thank God for the friendship between us that grew with time,
These words are being sent to let you know that I'm fine.
Know that God never make mistakes, He don't,
To leave you with a hurting heart and not understanding, He won't.
I ask God to wrap His arms around you as needed,
And the time that it takes you to heal from this-that He speed it.
Let you know that I'm okay and there's no place I'd rather be,
I made it home, God set me free.
Love, Mary
(Written by Leukemiona 2013)
July 17, 2013 an angel came and whispered in my ear,
He said, "Don't you worry for God is here."
A smile then appeared-stretched across my face,
He then said, "We're here to take you to a beautiful place."
In life we live but as we know death will come,
It hurts to lose someone you know, especially those you love.
Know that with every single moment I'm gone, I'm thinking of you,
Watching you so closely as all of God's angels do.
I thank God for the friendship between us that grew with time,
These words are being sent to let you know that I'm fine.
Know that God never make mistakes, He don't,
To leave you with a hurting heart and not understanding, He won't.
I ask God to wrap His arms around you as needed,
And the time that it takes you to heal from this-that He speed it.
Let you know that I'm okay and there's no place I'd rather be,
I made it home, God set me free.
Love, Mary
(Written by Leukemiona 2013)
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Just writing. Just writing.
Walking home hoodied up and he choose me,
"Are you following him sir?"
"Yes."
"We do not need you to do that."
"Okay."
So why didn't I go free?
He was looking for a house number...yeh right,
He parked right in front of a house and in his hand was a flashlight.
So the need to bypass the house because of darkness was not true,
He was walking and thinking, "Hey criminal, I'm coming straight for you."
We finally meet up and right at the top of the T,
I was scared so I asked, "Why are you following me?"
Didn't think I belonged so he stood back and made his weapon known,
I was less than 100 feet...from my daddy's home.
I just wish there was a way I could go back in time,
Not to live again but to dry my families eyes.
For it's only a smile that I wear upon my face,
Wouldn't come there again because I love this place.
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
"Are you following him sir?"
"Yes."
"We do not need you to do that."
"Okay."
So why didn't I go free?
He was looking for a house number...yeh right,
He parked right in front of a house and in his hand was a flashlight.
So the need to bypass the house because of darkness was not true,
He was walking and thinking, "Hey criminal, I'm coming straight for you."
We finally meet up and right at the top of the T,
I was scared so I asked, "Why are you following me?"
Didn't think I belonged so he stood back and made his weapon known,
I was less than 100 feet...from my daddy's home.
I just wish there was a way I could go back in time,
Not to live again but to dry my families eyes.
For it's only a smile that I wear upon my face,
Wouldn't come there again because I love this place.
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Saturday, July 13, 2013
I Write:
I walk with my hoodie on, geed up with angel wings. No worries about making it to the pearly gates with skittles and ice tea. Forever safe from the scary type. Finally living in my eternal life. Peace on earth is what I now ask for. From the earthly grounds to the heavenly doors. I am #TravonMartin #notguilty (Leukemiona Shala, 2013)
Verdict: Not Guilty but Do Me This Favor!
"We the jurors find George Zimmerman not guilty of all charges," they read
Nawww, you ain't hearing thangs, that's just what they said.
I know that there are shocked faces and some jaws laying on the floor
"No Justice. No Peace." is what you chant at the courthouse doors.
But do me this favor...
My mother and father, brother and family have been through enough
Though we may not like the outcome...in God we have to trust.
The God I know makes no mistakes, my purpose on earth was complete
I just thank you all for standing by the side of my family in their time of need.
Mama thank you for being so strong for me
Thank you for all that you do
Know that with every moment you're not seeing my face
I'm still right there standing next to you.
Dad I know this was a heart breaking moment
But know that I have a smile on my face
The fact that I'm gone and never coming home
Means I'm with God in this most beautiful place.
Bro you're the best...dude and I miss you
Wish I could wrap my arms around you, hug & kiss you
Man keep the faith and know that I'm here
Still lil' bro...so no need for the tears.
I just ask that all of you know that we made progress
Though the outcome was hard for you all to digest
We must all keep the peace and let it be
I'm home now...God set me free.
Love,
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona Shala, 2013)
Nawww, you ain't hearing thangs, that's just what they said.
I know that there are shocked faces and some jaws laying on the floor
"No Justice. No Peace." is what you chant at the courthouse doors.
But do me this favor...
My mother and father, brother and family have been through enough
Though we may not like the outcome...in God we have to trust.
The God I know makes no mistakes, my purpose on earth was complete
I just thank you all for standing by the side of my family in their time of need.
Mama thank you for being so strong for me
Thank you for all that you do
Know that with every moment you're not seeing my face
I'm still right there standing next to you.
Dad I know this was a heart breaking moment
But know that I have a smile on my face
The fact that I'm gone and never coming home
Means I'm with God in this most beautiful place.
Bro you're the best...dude and I miss you
Wish I could wrap my arms around you, hug & kiss you
Man keep the faith and know that I'm here
Still lil' bro...so no need for the tears.
I just ask that all of you know that we made progress
Though the outcome was hard for you all to digest
We must all keep the peace and let it be
I'm home now...God set me free.
Love,
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona Shala, 2013)
I'm sitting here watching HLN and waiting for the verdict in the George Zimmerman Trial. I can't help but to wonder how Sybrina Fulton & Tracy Martin are feeling. So I write:
Sybrina & Tracy,
No...I cannot say I understand because I do not know your pain
I cannot imagine me losing my son the exact same way
To sit and wait on the outcome of a verdict that will never replace Trayvon
I'm just asking God to be with you as the jurors come back into the courtroom one by one.
Know that you have a trial angel that's flying high
Know that Trayvon is wiping the tears as you cry
Know that Trayvon will be with you no matter where you go
Know that Travyvon has made it safely home.
I am so sorry for your loss.
Leukemiona Shala, 2013
Sybrina & Tracy,
No...I cannot say I understand because I do not know your pain
I cannot imagine me losing my son the exact same way
To sit and wait on the outcome of a verdict that will never replace Trayvon
I'm just asking God to be with you as the jurors come back into the courtroom one by one.
Know that you have a trial angel that's flying high
Know that Trayvon is wiping the tears as you cry
Know that Trayvon will be with you no matter where you go
Know that Travyvon has made it safely home.
I am so sorry for your loss.
Leukemiona Shala, 2013
Friday, July 12, 2013
In Memory of Charles Pope - Tameka "Tiny "Harris's Father
So...I woke up about 4a this morning and the first thing I do is pick up my phone and check my Facebook page. On my wall I see a post from Trey Songz about the passing of Tameka "Tiny" Harris's father. Immediately poetry comes into my mind and I send her a tweet on Twitter letting her know that I was sorry for her loss and that I would be posting a poem for her on my blog. So I write:
July 11, 2013 an angel sat at my bedside and said, "It's time,"
I got up, got dressed and put on my most nicest designs.
For I knew when I heard that voice that God wanted me,
As soon as He reached down His hand, I grabbed it so quickly.
Diane honey, I wish there was another way for me to extend my time,
But God has it all planned out...He created a master design.
He called my name and to the beautiful heavens I fled,
I just wish there was a way I didn't have to leave you just yet.
I want you to know that you mean the world to me,
I love you more than words can explain and eyes can see.
You are my best friend and I would stop time for you if I could,
If I could place my feet back upon the earth and be with you...I would.
There's never an easy way to say good-bye when death comes,
I can only say to you that I'll always be sending my love.
Tameka dear, I know that you are taking this very hard,
But know that I didn't leave you, I've just gone back home with God.
In your heart I will remain, past memories will keep us close,
When the wind roars know that's me saying, "I love you the most."
Take care of your mother for me and give all the gran's my love,
Make sure you tell them that I'm flying high up above.
I thank God every day for blessing me with a daughter like you,
Remember to keep Him first in everything you do.
Whenever the pain of losing me begin to weigh heavy on your heart,
Don't cry, just close your eyes and give it all to God.
I will be looking down on you every moment of every day,
You know I would never just up and leave you...God said I could not stay.
Love,
A great husband & father ** Charles Pope
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
July 11, 2013 an angel sat at my bedside and said, "It's time,"
I got up, got dressed and put on my most nicest designs.
For I knew when I heard that voice that God wanted me,
As soon as He reached down His hand, I grabbed it so quickly.
Diane honey, I wish there was another way for me to extend my time,
But God has it all planned out...He created a master design.
He called my name and to the beautiful heavens I fled,
I just wish there was a way I didn't have to leave you just yet.
I want you to know that you mean the world to me,
I love you more than words can explain and eyes can see.
You are my best friend and I would stop time for you if I could,
If I could place my feet back upon the earth and be with you...I would.
There's never an easy way to say good-bye when death comes,
I can only say to you that I'll always be sending my love.
Tameka dear, I know that you are taking this very hard,
But know that I didn't leave you, I've just gone back home with God.
In your heart I will remain, past memories will keep us close,
When the wind roars know that's me saying, "I love you the most."
Take care of your mother for me and give all the gran's my love,
Make sure you tell them that I'm flying high up above.
I thank God every day for blessing me with a daughter like you,
Remember to keep Him first in everything you do.
Whenever the pain of losing me begin to weigh heavy on your heart,
Don't cry, just close your eyes and give it all to God.
I will be looking down on you every moment of every day,
You know I would never just up and leave you...God said I could not stay.
Love,
A great husband & father ** Charles Pope
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
Friday, July 5, 2013
In Memory of LaSawna Fisher-Wilson
I just found out that one of my school mates have passed and I am very saddened so I write:
Though we never know the time nor day
The pain of losing someone hurts in the exact same way
But we know God never make mistakes
And He's the only one who can cease a heart that aches.
To my family,
I wish there was an explanation I could give
... Instead of saying death comes after the time we lived
Cos though we know it's true, it doesn't ease the pain
But who would turn their back when God calls their name.
So to the blue heavenly skies I flew
God reassured me that He would take care of you
I asked if He would let you know that I made it home alright
Therefore He blessed Shala to write.
Please don't cry for I continue to wear a smile on my face
Though you can't see, I'm in the most beautiful place
Know that my love will continue to live with you
Meaning I'm right there with everything you do.
I will always love & be with you.
Love,
Lasawna
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Though we never know the time nor day
The pain of losing someone hurts in the exact same way
But we know God never make mistakes
And He's the only one who can cease a heart that aches.
To my family,
I wish there was an explanation I could give
... Instead of saying death comes after the time we lived
Cos though we know it's true, it doesn't ease the pain
But who would turn their back when God calls their name.
So to the blue heavenly skies I flew
God reassured me that He would take care of you
I asked if He would let you know that I made it home alright
Therefore He blessed Shala to write.
Please don't cry for I continue to wear a smile on my face
Though you can't see, I'm in the most beautiful place
Know that my love will continue to live with you
Meaning I'm right there with everything you do.
I will always love & be with you.
Love,
Lasawna
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Your Trial Angel Trayvon
As I sat here on July 5, 2015 watching Sybrina Fulton (mother) and Jahvaris Fulton (brother) testify in the George Zimmerman trial (on behalf of their son & brother) I wrote:
Hey bro, I see ya' sitting up there on the stand
As I did with mama, I'm sitting here holding your hand
Man you're looking good and you're doing good too
I wish I was there...man, bro I love..I love the hell outta you.
I'm sorry that I had to leave ya' so soon
If I could turn back the hands of time, I would be right there with you
If I could wipe the tears from your eyes and the pain out your heart, I would
I know my death hasn't been easy for you but it's all good.
God has called me home and that's where I reside
Know that I'm always with you living up above the sky.
Love,
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Hey mama, I see you on the stand
Just wanna say I'm right here holding your hand
Just relax and the let the truth be told
The emotions you feel, just let them be known
Mama, I'm with you through every aching minute
I've asked God to speak to you and He said, "I've already did it."
I asked that He give you the strength to make it through
I asked that He do the fatherly things He do.
I love you an...d will always love you...know that
Just wanted to say, I'm here with you...so just relax.
Love,
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Just wanna say I'm right here holding your hand
Just relax and the let the truth be told
The emotions you feel, just let them be known
Mama, I'm with you through every aching minute
I've asked God to speak to you and He said, "I've already did it."
I asked that He give you the strength to make it through
I asked that He do the fatherly things He do.
I love you an...d will always love you...know that
Just wanted to say, I'm here with you...so just relax.
Love,
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
and...
Hey bro, I see ya' sitting up there on the stand
As I did with mama, I'm sitting here holding your hand
Man you're looking good and you're doing good too
I wish I was there...man, bro I love..I love the hell outta you.
I'm sorry that I had to leave ya' so soon
If I could turn back the hands of time, I would be right there with you
If I could wipe the tears from your eyes and the pain out your heart, I would
I know my death hasn't been easy for you but it's all good.
God has called me home and that's where I reside
Know that I'm always with you living up above the sky.
Love,
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
Thursday, July 4, 2013
I Am #TrayvonMartin
Since you want to follow me
Follow me now
To a place of pure beauty
Way above the clouds
Since you wanna ask questions
Ask me wut am I doing here
Do I look suspicious to you now
Now that I'm covered in Godly gear
Armed with wings on my shoulder
I flee
Flee to a place where I could do me
Armed with love from my Godly father
Tucked in my waistband
Do I still look like I'm fully wasted
I'm now in a place where I am not judged
A place where I'm loved though dressed like a thug
A place where my hoodie has no one living in fear
A place where I can walk home and truly make it there
...I am #Trayvon Martin
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley-Daniels, 2012)
Follow me now
To a place of pure beauty
Way above the clouds
Since you wanna ask questions
Ask me wut am I doing here
Do I look suspicious to you now
Now that I'm covered in Godly gear
Armed with wings on my shoulder
I flee
Flee to a place where I could do me
Armed with love from my Godly father
Tucked in my waistband
Do I still look like I'm fully wasted
I'm now in a place where I am not judged
A place where I'm loved though dressed like a thug
A place where my hoodie has no one living in fear
A place where I can walk home and truly make it there
...I am #Trayvon Martin
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley-Daniels, 2012)
A Son's Pain. A Mother's Heartache.
When my mind go into writing mode, I think about life and situations that can occur of have. In doing that one day I began to write:
My poetry's truths:
(Son) I'm sitting behind this glass looking at you and I wanna know...why didn't you tell me?
(Mom) Tell you what?
(Son) The truth.
(Mom) About?
(Son) The truth about love and the truth about anger and the truth about feelings and the truth about consequences. I wanna know.
(Mother) How could you expect me to? My mother nor father never taught me.
(Son) You showed me that it was okay for a man to hit a woman becos she forgives. You showed me that a man could stay out all nite and make outside kids becos she forgives. You showed me that no matter the wrong I do to her, I would always be right becos she forgives. Well she didn't forgive me like you forgave his.
(Mother) Son...
(Son) See, I love you and you were my role model. What you did and what you showed me...I followed. You are my mother and I expected that you would cause me no harm but you did. Cos look where I am...in prison as a seventeen year old kid.
(Mother) And you blame me?
(Son) Shouldn't I?
(Mother) No, you shouldn't.
(Son) I shouldn't. Tell me mother cos I wanna know why.
(Mother) Blame my mother cos she was the one who raised me. She showed me that violence was to occur often and to forgive was how it was suppose to be. Blame my father cos he was so irate, got so mad one day and punched me in the face. Blame your grandparents cos they were the one's who raised them.
(Son) You are my mother so you were to guide and protect me. You were suppose to put a stop to that cycle from the moment that you had me. You were suppose to show me how to be strong and that hitting a woman was wrong. You were suppose to show me that a man is not a woman's everything but you didn't. You allowed me to watch a man disrespect you by cheating and hitting. (Mother) I'm sorry.
(Son) But do you understand what I'm saying.
(Mother) I get it.
(Son) Do you really?
(Mother) I do.
(Son) So what does this mean for my six year old sister who's looking up to you?
(Mother) I...I'm gonna stand up for myself. I'm gonna leave him.
(Son) You say that.
(Mother) And I mean it. I see how much it has hurt you and the suffering that my loving him has been bringing.
(Son) I love you mom and I don't want you to ever go through that again.
(Mother) I know.
(Son) I want my sister to learn to be the person we never were. I want her to have a safe life and to know that you care. You are beautiful mom and deserve someone who's gonna love you in a way that puts a smile on your face and warms your hurt. No more blaming others . No more. Just stand up and do what you know you got to, not only for my sister but for yourself. You get the second chance that I don't and my girlfriend didn't. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would. If I could only take back the abuse, the things I said to her, the nights I left her alone and the ways that I was completely disrespectful...I would do it.
(Mother) I know. Well, our time is up and I have to go. -put hers hand on the window-
(Son) I love you. See you next week.
**Only he sat and waited cos home she went and she drifted off to death's sleep. Only after taking pills to kill the pain in her heart. Only after praying and asking forgiveness from God. Only after dropping off her daughter at her cousins to play. Only after she whispered, "I hope my son will find it in his heart to truly forgive me one day.**
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
My poetry's truths:
(Son) I'm sitting behind this glass looking at you and I wanna know...why didn't you tell me?
(Mom) Tell you what?
(Son) The truth.
(Mom) About?
(Son) The truth about love and the truth about anger and the truth about feelings and the truth about consequences. I wanna know.
(Mother) How could you expect me to? My mother nor father never taught me.
(Son) You showed me that it was okay for a man to hit a woman becos she forgives. You showed me that a man could stay out all nite and make outside kids becos she forgives. You showed me that no matter the wrong I do to her, I would always be right becos she forgives. Well she didn't forgive me like you forgave his.
(Mother) Son...
(Son) See, I love you and you were my role model. What you did and what you showed me...I followed. You are my mother and I expected that you would cause me no harm but you did. Cos look where I am...in prison as a seventeen year old kid.
(Mother) And you blame me?
(Son) Shouldn't I?
(Mother) No, you shouldn't.
(Son) I shouldn't. Tell me mother cos I wanna know why.
(Mother) Blame my mother cos she was the one who raised me. She showed me that violence was to occur often and to forgive was how it was suppose to be. Blame my father cos he was so irate, got so mad one day and punched me in the face. Blame your grandparents cos they were the one's who raised them.
(Son) You are my mother so you were to guide and protect me. You were suppose to put a stop to that cycle from the moment that you had me. You were suppose to show me how to be strong and that hitting a woman was wrong. You were suppose to show me that a man is not a woman's everything but you didn't. You allowed me to watch a man disrespect you by cheating and hitting. (Mother) I'm sorry.
(Son) But do you understand what I'm saying.
(Mother) I get it.
(Son) Do you really?
(Mother) I do.
(Son) So what does this mean for my six year old sister who's looking up to you?
(Mother) I...I'm gonna stand up for myself. I'm gonna leave him.
(Son) You say that.
(Mother) And I mean it. I see how much it has hurt you and the suffering that my loving him has been bringing.
(Son) I love you mom and I don't want you to ever go through that again.
(Mother) I know.
(Son) I want my sister to learn to be the person we never were. I want her to have a safe life and to know that you care. You are beautiful mom and deserve someone who's gonna love you in a way that puts a smile on your face and warms your hurt. No more blaming others . No more. Just stand up and do what you know you got to, not only for my sister but for yourself. You get the second chance that I don't and my girlfriend didn't. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would. If I could only take back the abuse, the things I said to her, the nights I left her alone and the ways that I was completely disrespectful...I would do it.
(Mother) I know. Well, our time is up and I have to go. -put hers hand on the window-
(Son) I love you. See you next week.
**Only he sat and waited cos home she went and she drifted off to death's sleep. Only after taking pills to kill the pain in her heart. Only after praying and asking forgiveness from God. Only after dropping off her daughter at her cousins to play. Only after she whispered, "I hope my son will find it in his heart to truly forgive me one day.**
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
To Those Families Affected by the Oklahoma (Moore) Tornado on 5/20/2013
When I heard about the death of the children in the Moore, Ok tornado, my heart went out to their families and I wrote:
We're trapped down below and our screams reach the surface
Then a hand reached down for each of us and a voice said, "You've completed your purpose."
Not truly understanding what was said, tears fell from our face
Then the voice responded, "Take my hand. Everything will be okay."
Without hesitation we reached up
Without hesitation He saved us
Though physically gone, we live
Not on the earthly ground but where heaven is.
We each asked a question concerning our mommy's and daddy's
God answered, "Let me take care of them."
And then a voice from one of the children asked,
"Can you tell them we're all here?"
A smile appeared upon the face of God as He responded, "Yes I will.
I'm also going to make sure that I hold each one until they completely heal."
So now that you know we're safe and protected, know that our love still lives
And though you're angered about this whole situation, know that God is real.
God never make mistakes...He don't
God never ever leaves us...and today He won't
God always oversee us...and He's watching down on you
We're little angels now and to our families left crying out...we know that God is true.
Pray. Believe. Vision. Smile.
Just imagine that we've took a field trip for a long little while.
Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013
**Hope this help you heal**
We're trapped down below and our screams reach the surface
Then a hand reached down for each of us and a voice said, "You've completed your purpose."
Not truly understanding what was said, tears fell from our face
Then the voice responded, "Take my hand. Everything will be okay."
Without hesitation we reached up
Without hesitation He saved us
Though physically gone, we live
Not on the earthly ground but where heaven is.
We each asked a question concerning our mommy's and daddy's
God answered, "Let me take care of them."
And then a voice from one of the children asked,
"Can you tell them we're all here?"
A smile appeared upon the face of God as He responded, "Yes I will.
I'm also going to make sure that I hold each one until they completely heal."
So now that you know we're safe and protected, know that our love still lives
And though you're angered about this whole situation, know that God is real.
God never make mistakes...He don't
God never ever leaves us...and today He won't
God always oversee us...and He's watching down on you
We're little angels now and to our families left crying out...we know that God is true.
Pray. Believe. Vision. Smile.
Just imagine that we've took a field trip for a long little while.
Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013
**Hope this help you heal**
All I Have To Say Is...
It's God's beautiful morning and we're in it...so we're blessed. Don't forget to be the smile one may need to see, the hug one may need to feel, the laughter one may need to hear and the example one may need to follow.
Let's have a Happy 4th of July!!!!
Let's have a Happy 4th of July!!!!
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Trayvon Martin
To the store I walked to get a few treats
A colorful bag of skittles and a cold, cold ice tea
On my way back to the house I got caught in the rain
I said, "Rachel looks like I'm gon' have to get on out the way."
Underneath the mailbox is where I stood
Still asking my homegirl if she think I should
Make a mad dash to the house and get soaking wet
But I stood there for a minute in hopes the rain would fall less.
Then I noticed a guy in his truck and said, "I see a man starring at me"
Rachel replied, "Who knows...a rapist he might be."
"Don't play with me like that," I replied
She said, "Why would he be looking at you like that Trayvon...why?"
So I took off walking towards the house
Told her I noticed that same man following me now
"Run" she said, you betta make a move
I replied, "Nawww...I'm just gon' walk and I'm close to my daddy's too."
But I still noticed this man was behind me
So I told Rachel I'm gon' take a short cut in hopes he won't be behind me
Then next thing you know he's found me and following me again
Told Rachel, "He's getting close. He's closing in."
She said run but afraid and why would I lead him to my house
So the words "Why you following me for" came out my mouth
He replied, What you doing around here" breathing hard
As you know, after that I didn't get very far.
So now the question is....who was the aggressor?
Do we give him 2nd degree or do he deserve something lessor?
Though no one knows and now we have to sit and wait on the outcome
God knows the truth, so do I and we ain't the only one.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
This poem was written in my own words and not the words of anyone else.
A colorful bag of skittles and a cold, cold ice tea
On my way back to the house I got caught in the rain
I said, "Rachel looks like I'm gon' have to get on out the way."
Underneath the mailbox is where I stood
Still asking my homegirl if she think I should
Make a mad dash to the house and get soaking wet
But I stood there for a minute in hopes the rain would fall less.
Then I noticed a guy in his truck and said, "I see a man starring at me"
Rachel replied, "Who knows...a rapist he might be."
"Don't play with me like that," I replied
She said, "Why would he be looking at you like that Trayvon...why?"
So I took off walking towards the house
Told her I noticed that same man following me now
"Run" she said, you betta make a move
I replied, "Nawww...I'm just gon' walk and I'm close to my daddy's too."
But I still noticed this man was behind me
So I told Rachel I'm gon' take a short cut in hopes he won't be behind me
Then next thing you know he's found me and following me again
Told Rachel, "He's getting close. He's closing in."
She said run but afraid and why would I lead him to my house
So the words "Why you following me for" came out my mouth
He replied, What you doing around here" breathing hard
As you know, after that I didn't get very far.
So now the question is....who was the aggressor?
Do we give him 2nd degree or do he deserve something lessor?
Though no one knows and now we have to sit and wait on the outcome
God knows the truth, so do I and we ain't the only one.
(Written by Leukemiona, 2013)
This poem was written in my own words and not the words of anyone else.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
I Love You...Love, Trayvon Martin
I was sitting here watching Nancy Grace talk about the Trayvon Martin trial and I began to write...
God started to write a book...
And it began with, "From the womb of Sybrina Fulton I took"
A little boy she and his dad named Trayvon Martin
And with the first breath I put in him; his eyes I also put a spark in.
Mom, I know that 17 years wasn't long enough for us
And each day that goes by, the pain of not having me there gets tough
The moments of seeing my smile, it hurts
But I know the love of God and the fact that it works
So on Him I call-asking Him to hold you very tight
To let you know He took me home and I made it safe...alright
Each time I look down and see there's not a smile on your face
I get this hurt in my stomach because I cannot take what you're feeling away
But think about those moments together
And think about the laughs we sat and had
And know that no matter the outcome of this current trial...
God called me home to Him...and to know that...you can't be mad.
Dad, I know that 17 years went quicker than it should have
And if you had known my death was near, we could've at least had our last laugh
But to know...wouldn't have made it any more easier
I'm just glad that you were always there when I needed ya'
Just make sure to take care of my mama and know that the two of you will make it
Know that God is real and the pain you have, He'll do away with it
I sit here while looking down of all of you and I remember the times
I lay here and think about conversations we had and start repeating the lines
I know that there is no replacing me and though it does...
Don't let the pain of losing me overcome you because I'm just fine up above
Keep your heart and open and receive the love that God is giving
And know that I made it home...so I'm not just alive...I'm truly living.
Love, your son...
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 6/26/2013
God started to write a book...
And it began with, "From the womb of Sybrina Fulton I took"
A little boy she and his dad named Trayvon Martin
And with the first breath I put in him; his eyes I also put a spark in.
Mom, I know that 17 years wasn't long enough for us
And each day that goes by, the pain of not having me there gets tough
The moments of seeing my smile, it hurts
But I know the love of God and the fact that it works
So on Him I call-asking Him to hold you very tight
To let you know He took me home and I made it safe...alright
Each time I look down and see there's not a smile on your face
I get this hurt in my stomach because I cannot take what you're feeling away
But think about those moments together
And think about the laughs we sat and had
And know that no matter the outcome of this current trial...
God called me home to Him...and to know that...you can't be mad.
Dad, I know that 17 years went quicker than it should have
And if you had known my death was near, we could've at least had our last laugh
But to know...wouldn't have made it any more easier
I'm just glad that you were always there when I needed ya'
Just make sure to take care of my mama and know that the two of you will make it
Know that God is real and the pain you have, He'll do away with it
I sit here while looking down of all of you and I remember the times
I lay here and think about conversations we had and start repeating the lines
I know that there is no replacing me and though it does...
Don't let the pain of losing me overcome you because I'm just fine up above
Keep your heart and open and receive the love that God is giving
And know that I made it home...so I'm not just alive...I'm truly living.
Love, your son...
Trayvon
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 6/26/2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
Vision
I woke up this morning so inspired. I love to write and because poetry is my passion I'm going to look into starting my own greeting card line. That's something that's been on my mind for a long while.
Yesterday a lady made a post on FB about having a daughter with disabilities and the day-to-day struggled with taking care of her. I reached out to her by writing a poem on behalf of her daughter. The feedback that I received is the reason why I write. I never know the response I'm going to get but I always want people to know that I do it with good intentions.
Writing poetry has been a big help for me. It's saved my life and I'm so thankful for the gift. I started this blog as a way to continue to share my gift and help save lives. You're comments and feedback is greatly appreciated.
Yesterday a lady made a post on FB about having a daughter with disabilities and the day-to-day struggled with taking care of her. I reached out to her by writing a poem on behalf of her daughter. The feedback that I received is the reason why I write. I never know the response I'm going to get but I always want people to know that I do it with good intentions.
Writing poetry has been a big help for me. It's saved my life and I'm so thankful for the gift. I started this blog as a way to continue to share my gift and help save lives. You're comments and feedback is greatly appreciated.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
My Talk with GOD
I remember writing this poem about the day that I was born. This is a poem that is very dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy the read.
“My Talk With God”
Born two months early. Delivered from a dry birth. Fighting for life at 3lbs 5 ounces. God spoke, “This breath, you’re worth.” (Blowing) “Welcome to my world. Walk with me & talk with me.”
11:48 am, Feb. 23rd, 1977 I get here. Crying in fear but awakened. See, God knew I was no mistake and…he knew my potential. He giggles, “Poetry you resemble. Words placed on the center of your tongue. The truth formed in the center of your eyes. A brain built in the rawest form. Your presence is one they’ll remember for life.”
Then he told me, “Leukemiona, there’s only one you. No other. I will now place you in the hands of your mother for guidance. If ever you’re in need, place the ground up under your knees and talk to me. I am the wisest. Remember that life is a continued journey. There will be many forks in the road, lots of decisions to be made. You will often cry and sometimes it may seem as you’re in constant pain. You’ll sometimes doubt me and you will often ask me why. You’ll want what you want when you want it & wonder why the slow reply. Just know that I am always here and you will never have to worry. Whenever the water seems to get too deep. I will always be here to carry…you. Remember that I am the truth, the way & the light. And don’t forget that it’s me & through my precious son Jesus Christ you’re blessed with this life. Now cry…”
Only a few hours old and I let out a scream. My mother tried to comfort me and the nurses told her to feed. But his gift to me was one that brought the tears to my eyes. At only a few hours old, I cried thankful for my gift of life. I said to him, “Lord thank you. And as long as I live, I will always know there is only one you. I want to thank you for taking the time to perfect me. They say that no one is perfect but every time I look in the mirror…I see it directly. You make no mistakes. Everything is perfect that you create. I am your child. A child of God. You are my father. Doubting you will be a hard job. You see, you are faithful, kind, gentle and your love is unconditional. No matter my troubles, you’re always near me so…I don’t have to worry and yes, times may even get scary. And I may start to wonder but I know. That as long as I’m walking this road I am not alone. As you place me in my mothers arms and the world becomes my playground and my mother becomes my teacher. And when the rain comes pouring down…I know I can call if I need you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so very much. There is nothing like a father’s love. God, I love you!”
Written by: Leukemiona Daniels 2010
“My Talk With God”
Born two months early. Delivered from a dry birth. Fighting for life at 3lbs 5 ounces. God spoke, “This breath, you’re worth.” (Blowing) “Welcome to my world. Walk with me & talk with me.”
11:48 am, Feb. 23rd, 1977 I get here. Crying in fear but awakened. See, God knew I was no mistake and…he knew my potential. He giggles, “Poetry you resemble. Words placed on the center of your tongue. The truth formed in the center of your eyes. A brain built in the rawest form. Your presence is one they’ll remember for life.”
Then he told me, “Leukemiona, there’s only one you. No other. I will now place you in the hands of your mother for guidance. If ever you’re in need, place the ground up under your knees and talk to me. I am the wisest. Remember that life is a continued journey. There will be many forks in the road, lots of decisions to be made. You will often cry and sometimes it may seem as you’re in constant pain. You’ll sometimes doubt me and you will often ask me why. You’ll want what you want when you want it & wonder why the slow reply. Just know that I am always here and you will never have to worry. Whenever the water seems to get too deep. I will always be here to carry…you. Remember that I am the truth, the way & the light. And don’t forget that it’s me & through my precious son Jesus Christ you’re blessed with this life. Now cry…”
Only a few hours old and I let out a scream. My mother tried to comfort me and the nurses told her to feed. But his gift to me was one that brought the tears to my eyes. At only a few hours old, I cried thankful for my gift of life. I said to him, “Lord thank you. And as long as I live, I will always know there is only one you. I want to thank you for taking the time to perfect me. They say that no one is perfect but every time I look in the mirror…I see it directly. You make no mistakes. Everything is perfect that you create. I am your child. A child of God. You are my father. Doubting you will be a hard job. You see, you are faithful, kind, gentle and your love is unconditional. No matter my troubles, you’re always near me so…I don’t have to worry and yes, times may even get scary. And I may start to wonder but I know. That as long as I’m walking this road I am not alone. As you place me in my mothers arms and the world becomes my playground and my mother becomes my teacher. And when the rain comes pouring down…I know I can call if I need you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so very much. There is nothing like a father’s love. God, I love you!”
Written by: Leukemiona Daniels 2010
The Bully
Bullying is something that have to seem to become the norm. Do I agree with it? NO!!! Should it happen? NO!!! Does it happen? EVERYDAY!!! I've been bullied and it's not nice. I wanted to share what I wrote:
I stood...
Rope tied around my neck and 'round the pole in my closet, waiting to hang myself
I cried telling my mommy kids picking on me but she said, "You betta learn to defend yo'self."
I was told that my hair was nappy, that my clothes made no sense
They trip me as I walk down the hallway and in my face they spit.
I cried and ran to the bathroom and looked at my angered face in the mirror
As I stood there starring, the face of my hurt became clearer.
I thought, "what if I told my teacher? Well maybe he wouldn't be any help."
Tried talking to my mommy but I just am unable to defend myself.
So I came up out the bathroom and on my way to class
A hallway filled with students against the walls who point their finger and laugh.
They say, "Where did you get those shoes from? Look like the Wal-Mart store."
They stood there dying laughing and laughed at me some more.
I got angry and said, "So what. That's all my mom could afford."
They replied, "Yo' momma is fat dookie head," and then called my mom a whore.
I ran off embarrassed and mad at what they said,
I kneeled in the corner of the next bathroom wishing I was dead.
I didn't want to face the hallways, I couldn't bare those laughing faces
I went to confide in my teacher who said, "Jackson you and her trade places."
Now that Jackson's gone a seat over he assumed I would be safe
He might as well just told him to stay in his same ol' place...
Cause when the bell rang and he sang, "Yo' momma is a dookie head. Yo' momma is a dookie head."
Now I'm even more hurt,
I ran home and told my momma this and she said, "That's what boys do to try and flirt."
I tried telling her that I didn't want to go to school because the kids would laugh,
She said, "I bet not hear you lost a fight or I'm gon' beat yo' ass."
So what do I do to remove myself from this awful and painful position,
I guess I'll kill myself and then when I'm dead...I bet they'll pay attention.
-We have to learn to listen to our children & take action. And those parents of bullies need to quit defending.
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
I stood...
Rope tied around my neck and 'round the pole in my closet, waiting to hang myself
I cried telling my mommy kids picking on me but she said, "You betta learn to defend yo'self."
I was told that my hair was nappy, that my clothes made no sense
They trip me as I walk down the hallway and in my face they spit.
I cried and ran to the bathroom and looked at my angered face in the mirror
As I stood there starring, the face of my hurt became clearer.
I thought, "what if I told my teacher? Well maybe he wouldn't be any help."
Tried talking to my mommy but I just am unable to defend myself.
So I came up out the bathroom and on my way to class
A hallway filled with students against the walls who point their finger and laugh.
They say, "Where did you get those shoes from? Look like the Wal-Mart store."
They stood there dying laughing and laughed at me some more.
I got angry and said, "So what. That's all my mom could afford."
They replied, "Yo' momma is fat dookie head," and then called my mom a whore.
I ran off embarrassed and mad at what they said,
I kneeled in the corner of the next bathroom wishing I was dead.
I didn't want to face the hallways, I couldn't bare those laughing faces
I went to confide in my teacher who said, "Jackson you and her trade places."
Now that Jackson's gone a seat over he assumed I would be safe
He might as well just told him to stay in his same ol' place...
Cause when the bell rang and he sang, "Yo' momma is a dookie head. Yo' momma is a dookie head."
Now I'm even more hurt,
I ran home and told my momma this and she said, "That's what boys do to try and flirt."
I tried telling her that I didn't want to go to school because the kids would laugh,
She said, "I bet not hear you lost a fight or I'm gon' beat yo' ass."
So what do I do to remove myself from this awful and painful position,
I guess I'll kill myself and then when I'm dead...I bet they'll pay attention.
-We have to learn to listen to our children & take action. And those parents of bullies need to quit defending.
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
Truth Found In Love
I wanted to write a poem that talked about the reality of "not knowing." I think no matter what...it's very important for children to know who their parents (biological) are. I don't think this is something that should be "thought out" because then things happen. Things like this:
A ninth grader in school and my mind began to roam
I see a fine ass girl that I truly wanted to bone.
See...she was fine as shyt and all the dudes wanted to get wit her
And not only that, it was their mindset that they was gone hit her.
So one day outta nowhere I scooped up on her and asked
Tapped her on her shoulder and asked if I could walk her to class.
Smile as lovely as a rainbow lite sky and hair as silky as sheets
I told her that later on this evening it would nice if we could meet.
My mother worked the nite shift and she trusted me at home alone
As soon as she got to my house, my fingers began to roam.
I talked her into letting me get it and then I was satisfied
She asked if she could see me again and I just smiled and said yes, tho' I was lying.
So I told my mama about her, how I was digging her style
She looked at me ask, "What's the name of that child?"
I told her, "LeShay Morris and mama she's really cute"
She just smiled and said, "I don't think she'll be a good match for you."
Cos even tho' I blew her off, I really wanted to see
You know try to find out if she would come back ova...to see how much she was digging me.
So again she came by and we fucked and my mother came home
LeShay looked at her and said, "Hey Ms. Davis! I ain't seen you in so long."
I'm looking confused and asked, "How do you know my mother."
Before LeShay could respond, my mom's said, "LeShay say hi to your brother."
**All these years I never knew my biological father until I fucked his daughter**
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2011)
A ninth grader in school and my mind began to roam
I see a fine ass girl that I truly wanted to bone.
See...she was fine as shyt and all the dudes wanted to get wit her
And not only that, it was their mindset that they was gone hit her.
So one day outta nowhere I scooped up on her and asked
Tapped her on her shoulder and asked if I could walk her to class.
Smile as lovely as a rainbow lite sky and hair as silky as sheets
I told her that later on this evening it would nice if we could meet.
My mother worked the nite shift and she trusted me at home alone
As soon as she got to my house, my fingers began to roam.
I talked her into letting me get it and then I was satisfied
She asked if she could see me again and I just smiled and said yes, tho' I was lying.
So I told my mama about her, how I was digging her style
She looked at me ask, "What's the name of that child?"
I told her, "LeShay Morris and mama she's really cute"
She just smiled and said, "I don't think she'll be a good match for you."
Cos even tho' I blew her off, I really wanted to see
You know try to find out if she would come back ova...to see how much she was digging me.
So again she came by and we fucked and my mother came home
LeShay looked at her and said, "Hey Ms. Davis! I ain't seen you in so long."
I'm looking confused and asked, "How do you know my mother."
Before LeShay could respond, my mom's said, "LeShay say hi to your brother."
**All these years I never knew my biological father until I fucked his daughter**
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2011)
When Do We Talk (A Child's Question)
I don't remember exactly what I was doing when I wrote this but I do remembering wanting to talk about teen pregnancy. I think it's very important that we talk with our children early and as soon as their ready (DO NOT IGNORE...the SIGNS). Even though it's hard for us sometimes, it's needed. Therefore I wrote:
See...I wanted to talk to her but...
What do I say when I'm on thirteen.
I looked in the eyes of my father on a picture
No way to talk wit a dude out there lost in the streets.
So, I hollered at my homegirl and told her the bizness
Said how I was wanting to have sex wit dude.
And she said, "I woulda been did it."
Dude fine.
If I said I didn't want to, I'd be lieing.
I was told to talk to my parents when I was ready for sex
Daddy would say, "I bet not hear u phukn or I'm gon break yo' gaut dayum neck."
Mama say, "Baby you too young. You don't know wut you doing."
So, if I'm ready and I'm telling them both the truth & they ain't trying to hear me,
Wut do I do?
My friends at skool say to roll wit it
Dude tell me that I ain't too young for him to hit it.
Cos he's only fifteen
Say he know wut he doing
Say it won't hurt
Say he'll take care of everything.
So, I play it off and tell my mama that we talking 'bout sex at skool
She say, "They need my consent b4 discussing shyt like that wit you."
Then said, "Hell y'all too young. Don't know nuttn about sex."
I said, "Well if u feel u want to. Wut happens next?"
She say, "Girl when u get a lil' older we'll sit down and talk about the birds & the bees."
But when that time came I already had two mouths to feed.
-We need to talk to our children
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
See...I wanted to talk to her but...
What do I say when I'm on thirteen.
I looked in the eyes of my father on a picture
No way to talk wit a dude out there lost in the streets.
So, I hollered at my homegirl and told her the bizness
Said how I was wanting to have sex wit dude.
And she said, "I woulda been did it."
Dude fine.
If I said I didn't want to, I'd be lieing.
I was told to talk to my parents when I was ready for sex
Daddy would say, "I bet not hear u phukn or I'm gon break yo' gaut dayum neck."
Mama say, "Baby you too young. You don't know wut you doing."
So, if I'm ready and I'm telling them both the truth & they ain't trying to hear me,
Wut do I do?
My friends at skool say to roll wit it
Dude tell me that I ain't too young for him to hit it.
Cos he's only fifteen
Say he know wut he doing
Say it won't hurt
Say he'll take care of everything.
So, I play it off and tell my mama that we talking 'bout sex at skool
She say, "They need my consent b4 discussing shyt like that wit you."
Then said, "Hell y'all too young. Don't know nuttn about sex."
I said, "Well if u feel u want to. Wut happens next?"
She say, "Girl when u get a lil' older we'll sit down and talk about the birds & the bees."
But when that time came I already had two mouths to feed.
-We need to talk to our children
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
Written for Pastor Marvin Sapp
I remember seeing a news article about the passing of Pastor Marvin Sapp's wife, MaLinda. Although I was confident he would never see it, I wanted to write for him...so I did.
September 9, 2010 an angel sat down next to me and smiled
I glanced over and asked, "Can you come back in just a lil' while?" but...
He shook his head in a, NO, response and said, "We have to do this now"
"Being with God, I want to. But leaving my family, I just don't know how," I replied.
The angel held my hand tightly and said, "It's not going to be easy but something God will take care of,"
I closed my eyes and in prayer said, "Please give them all my love," and I went home.
The pain in my heart from having to leave you
But constant prayer in my heart asking God to oversee you.
I know that every since the day I left...just hasn't been easy
And every waking moment, our children, they need me.
And as much as y'all need me--I need you
But I know that with time God will help you get thru...it all.
I wish sometimes I could pick up the phone and call you
In a physical way is how I wish now that I saw you.
Let me say that I'm with you every single day
Know that I still love you in the exact same way.
The tears fall from my eyes the same way they fall from yours
Because I miss you
Every single day I wish I could physically hug and kiss you.
God puts us on earth for a limited time to live
Then He comes back and take us home to give...eternal life.
And though we know death comes after living
It's hard to accept that awful feeling.
But know that I am safely home now
And every second of the day I'm looking down...on you.
To my three beautiful children...I love you
And I know that it is truly hard to understand
But you're blessed with the strength of a loving man...your father.
So if you need to shed a tear, he's there
Something on your mind that you need to share
Need to cry out and have questions to be answered
Pray--
Know my love surrounds you each and every day
Know I will protect you in each and every way
I love you.
Marvin,
Thank you for being such a wonderful husband to me
Thank you for showing me unconditional love
Thank you for holding my hand and never letting go
Thank you for being such a loving father
Thank you for being my best friend
Thank you listening and wiping my tears
Thank you for the laughter and memories
Thank you for supporting me
Thank you for...
This list could go on and on, so thank you
I just wanted to send these words of love
I love you!
Your Wife & Mom,
MaLinda Sapp
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
September 9, 2010 an angel sat down next to me and smiled
I glanced over and asked, "Can you come back in just a lil' while?" but...
He shook his head in a, NO, response and said, "We have to do this now"
"Being with God, I want to. But leaving my family, I just don't know how," I replied.
The angel held my hand tightly and said, "It's not going to be easy but something God will take care of,"
I closed my eyes and in prayer said, "Please give them all my love," and I went home.
The pain in my heart from having to leave you
But constant prayer in my heart asking God to oversee you.
I know that every since the day I left...just hasn't been easy
And every waking moment, our children, they need me.
And as much as y'all need me--I need you
But I know that with time God will help you get thru...it all.
I wish sometimes I could pick up the phone and call you
In a physical way is how I wish now that I saw you.
Let me say that I'm with you every single day
Know that I still love you in the exact same way.
The tears fall from my eyes the same way they fall from yours
Because I miss you
Every single day I wish I could physically hug and kiss you.
God puts us on earth for a limited time to live
Then He comes back and take us home to give...eternal life.
And though we know death comes after living
It's hard to accept that awful feeling.
But know that I am safely home now
And every second of the day I'm looking down...on you.
To my three beautiful children...I love you
And I know that it is truly hard to understand
But you're blessed with the strength of a loving man...your father.
So if you need to shed a tear, he's there
Something on your mind that you need to share
Need to cry out and have questions to be answered
Pray--
Know my love surrounds you each and every day
Know I will protect you in each and every way
I love you.
Marvin,
Thank you for being such a wonderful husband to me
Thank you for showing me unconditional love
Thank you for holding my hand and never letting go
Thank you for being such a loving father
Thank you for being my best friend
Thank you listening and wiping my tears
Thank you for the laughter and memories
Thank you for supporting me
Thank you for...
This list could go on and on, so thank you
I just wanted to send these words of love
I love you!
Your Wife & Mom,
MaLinda Sapp
(Written by Leukemiona Daniels, 2010)
CRIME STOPPERS ALERT: Police need help finding Khyre Campbell, teen last seen in west Tulsa
CRIME STOPPERS ALERT: Police need help finding Khyre Campbell, teen last seen in west Tulsa
Though I do not know Khyre personally, I saw a post on my FB wall from his sister MsNeicy asking all of us to re-post this information in hopes that her & her family will soon get answers of his whereabouts. I know the feeling of pain and when I see someone hurting, I want to help so I wrote a poem:
For Khyre's sister (family). God bless.
God calls home angels after their purpose on this earth is complete
God watches ova us on all angles and yes, He is still watching ova me.
I know that as the days pass the pain you feel within shines through
I know it's hard to not know if my life...I'm still living or if God called me home too.
But know that my love for u will never die.
Know that those tears laying on ur face will dry.
Know that with every moment we live, I'm always next to u.
Know that we have a powerful God so let God do what He do.
One day u will see me again...look at you...I love u so.
When God says it's suppose to happen...my whereabouts...u'll know.
My love will continue to exist...trust me.
My arms still hold u within...so comfy.
Love,
Khyre
**Thanks Shala**
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
Though I do not know Khyre personally, I saw a post on my FB wall from his sister MsNeicy asking all of us to re-post this information in hopes that her & her family will soon get answers of his whereabouts. I know the feeling of pain and when I see someone hurting, I want to help so I wrote a poem:
For Khyre's sister (family). God bless.
God calls home angels after their purpose on this earth is complete
God watches ova us on all angles and yes, He is still watching ova me.
I know that as the days pass the pain you feel within shines through
I know it's hard to not know if my life...I'm still living or if God called me home too.
But know that my love for u will never die.
Know that those tears laying on ur face will dry.
Know that with every moment we live, I'm always next to u.
Know that we have a powerful God so let God do what He do.
One day u will see me again...look at you...I love u so.
When God says it's suppose to happen...my whereabouts...u'll know.
My love will continue to exist...trust me.
My arms still hold u within...so comfy.
Love,
Khyre
**Thanks Shala**
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
In Memory of Kile Glover, the son of Tameka J Raymond.
When I heard that Tameka had lost her son...I was in shock. I know death comes but it's still hard to hear. I wanted to write for her...from him. So I did just that.
Mom, I'm kinda at a loss for words cos I know that you're hurting
Words to be said but I juss don't know the wording.
Watching the tears fall down your face...pure heartache
The pain in your heart asking, "Why did you take him away?"
Losing me-your child...mom, I know is painful
No joy at all though you may try to find it at any angle.
But I hope you get comfort from the words that are written
And know that you, mother, I will always be missing.
I ask that God come to you in your time of need
I ask that God comfort you as your heart it may bleed.
I ask that God protect you as time continue to pass
I ask that God wipe away the tears you shed from feeling so sad.
I will continue to watch you from above the blue-filled skies
I will kiss your cheek every day you wake and when you fall asleep at night.
I will continue to bring beautiful memories to you daily
Mama, i will always and forever be Kile...your baby.
To my brothers, I know that right now this loss may seem unreal
And no, I can't say I know how you feel.
But I ask God to keep you pain free
I ask God to take care of you as He has done with me.
I wish that I had that one chance to say good-bye
Though I couldn't orally...God blessed Shala to write.
And I hope these words touch you in so many ways
And I hope they stay with you throughout the upcoming days.
Family, I know it's hard and I know we sometimes question
But I know God and I thank Him for the many blessings.
The time we had, the things we shared
The blessings of the memories that will continue to be there.
Be a support system for each other and I'll continue to be...
To be that angel that God has asked of me.
I'll continue to protect you as I fly above so high
God has called me home and placed me in your hearts...I did not die.
Love,
Kile
Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2012
**My prayers are with you. I hope this helps. God bless!!!**
Mom, I'm kinda at a loss for words cos I know that you're hurting
Words to be said but I juss don't know the wording.
Watching the tears fall down your face...pure heartache
The pain in your heart asking, "Why did you take him away?"
Losing me-your child...mom, I know is painful
No joy at all though you may try to find it at any angle.
But I hope you get comfort from the words that are written
And know that you, mother, I will always be missing.
I ask that God come to you in your time of need
I ask that God comfort you as your heart it may bleed.
I ask that God protect you as time continue to pass
I ask that God wipe away the tears you shed from feeling so sad.
I will continue to watch you from above the blue-filled skies
I will kiss your cheek every day you wake and when you fall asleep at night.
I will continue to bring beautiful memories to you daily
Mama, i will always and forever be Kile...your baby.
To my brothers, I know that right now this loss may seem unreal
And no, I can't say I know how you feel.
But I ask God to keep you pain free
I ask God to take care of you as He has done with me.
I wish that I had that one chance to say good-bye
Though I couldn't orally...God blessed Shala to write.
And I hope these words touch you in so many ways
And I hope they stay with you throughout the upcoming days.
Family, I know it's hard and I know we sometimes question
But I know God and I thank Him for the many blessings.
The time we had, the things we shared
The blessings of the memories that will continue to be there.
Be a support system for each other and I'll continue to be...
To be that angel that God has asked of me.
I'll continue to protect you as I fly above so high
God has called me home and placed me in your hearts...I did not die.
Love,
Kile
Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2012
**My prayers are with you. I hope this helps. God bless!!!**
To Nicci. Love Kenny.
I remember watching R&B Divas and seeing Nicci talk about her cousin Kenny's passing. I wanted to write for her...that's what I do. I'm hoping that one day she'll see this and that it'll help. Though I know my words can't replace anyone, I hope it helps heal.
"To Nicci. Love Kenny."
When God called me home, I no longer put up a fight,
When the angels said, "Let's go." I knew that it was gonna be alright.
When I reached the heavens above, I could see the tears in your eyes,
When the night fell upon you, that's when I really realized.
So I asked God to please keep you wrapped tightly in His arms,
I also asked that He let you know that I made it safely home.
I then asked if He could cease the pain and hurt,
Lastly I asked that He stay with you cos I know how God's love work.
Nicci, I miss you more than you can ever know,
And it's true...I hate I had to go.
If there was a way I could've warned you, I probably wouldn't have,
Because I know it would've made you much more sad.
I am so happy to see all the great things you're doing,
The Curvato line and all the other things you're pursuing.
I knew that you would make it-you know, be famous and all,
I think I told you that if I can truly recall.
Baby girl, keep doing you and know that you are very special to me,
Though I hate that I'm no longer with you, the Heavens I don't want to leave.
But every time the wind blows, my arms are being wrapped around you,
And every time the thunder roars I'm screaming, "I love you," in hopes that it found you.
Though death brings distance our hearts keep up close.
Love,
Kenny
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 6/7/2013)
"To Nicci. Love Kenny."
When God called me home, I no longer put up a fight,
When the angels said, "Let's go." I knew that it was gonna be alright.
When I reached the heavens above, I could see the tears in your eyes,
When the night fell upon you, that's when I really realized.
So I asked God to please keep you wrapped tightly in His arms,
I also asked that He let you know that I made it safely home.
I then asked if He could cease the pain and hurt,
Lastly I asked that He stay with you cos I know how God's love work.
Nicci, I miss you more than you can ever know,
And it's true...I hate I had to go.
If there was a way I could've warned you, I probably wouldn't have,
Because I know it would've made you much more sad.
I am so happy to see all the great things you're doing,
The Curvato line and all the other things you're pursuing.
I knew that you would make it-you know, be famous and all,
I think I told you that if I can truly recall.
Baby girl, keep doing you and know that you are very special to me,
Though I hate that I'm no longer with you, the Heavens I don't want to leave.
But every time the wind blows, my arms are being wrapped around you,
And every time the thunder roars I'm screaming, "I love you," in hopes that it found you.
Though death brings distance our hearts keep up close.
Love,
Kenny
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 6/7/2013)
Monday, June 17, 2013
Kennedale Teacher Shot to Death.
Kennedale teacher shot to death
A teacher was shot and killed and I wanted to write this poem to share with the students at Kennedale Jr. High.
A teacher was shot and killed and I wanted to write this poem to share with the students at Kennedale Jr. High.
"To my students at Kennedale Jr. High"
I really don't know exactly where to begin,
But I want to dry those tears and cease the pain that's deep within.
I know right now...hearing about my passing has shocked you,
But know...no matter what you feel, the good Lord, He got you.
My death was no mistake, God was the one to call me home,
I know you may not understand right now but God can do no wrong....
I just wish that you didn't have to be hurting right now,
I just wish there was a way I could stop it some how.
I'm hoping the words being written here will help,
Know that I wish I could be right there myself.
But I ask that God keep His loving arms around you real tight,
And let you know that I made to the heavens alright.
I will forever miss you guys...I will,
And I'll be here to watch over you still.
Just cherish the memories we were blessed to have,
And just remember my smile and my laugh.
Love,
Mr. Shreves
(Written by Leukemiona, 6/12/13)
I really don't know exactly where to begin,
But I want to dry those tears and cease the pain that's deep within.
I know right now...hearing about my passing has shocked you,
But know...no matter what you feel, the good Lord, He got you.
My death was no mistake, God was the one to call me home,
I know you may not understand right now but God can do no wrong....
I just wish that you didn't have to be hurting right now,
I just wish there was a way I could stop it some how.
I'm hoping the words being written here will help,
Know that I wish I could be right there myself.
But I ask that God keep His loving arms around you real tight,
And let you know that I made to the heavens alright.
I will forever miss you guys...I will,
And I'll be here to watch over you still.
Just cherish the memories we were blessed to have,
And just remember my smile and my laugh.
Love,
Mr. Shreves
(Written by Leukemiona, 6/12/13)
"Chi City Youth" By Jazmine McKinney (www.TheShow1045.com)
Someone shared this on my FB wall. I can dig it.
TURF FEINZ RIP RichD Dancing in the Rain Oakland Street | YAK FILMS
I remember seeing D-Real (in white shirt, starts dancing at 1:24) on World of Jenks and hearing him talk about the death of his brother. When he spoke, you could see the pain in his eyes and the tears fell. My heart went out to him so I wrote this poem and then I sent a message to Andrew Jenks on Twitter asking if he could pass it along. He responded asking for a link and at that time, I didn't have one but now I do. I hope he gets a chance to see this.
"A Letter from Dom"
Bro, I want to first say that for my death you are not to blame
God said that heaven was in need of angels so I gladly came.
Life on earth is not meant to be forever and we all know this
But when you lose someone so close, life seems to lose purpose.
Bro, I know that my leaving you has been hard to understand
But God makes no mistakes when He lays out His plans.
Whatever my purpose was on God's earth, it has been filled
I don't want you to hurt cause that's not what you're suppose to feel.
I hate I had to leave you the way I did but on my face I wear a smile
Though you can't see physically, I'm in a place called heaven now.
I just hope you can get to a place where you're okay
And don't forget that God wants you to ask for His help...so pray.
I wasn't perfect and not everything I did was in a good light
But the time I lived upon His green earth, I put up a good fight.
When the heat from the bullet tore through my body I knew
There was nothing I could say, take back or do.
My life has now come to an end, physically anyway
But I am here to protect you, you're guardian angel every day.
Continue to dance, especially in the rain...cause y'all did that
I wish I could but we both know I'm not coming back.
Tell mama, I love her and the the rest of the family too
"Look me in my face, I ain't got no worries" (in my Lil' Wayne voice), cause I truly believe in you.
You're going to do great things, the road you'll travel will be long
But know that as you take each step you won't be alone.
Though death brings us distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love you bro,
Dom
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
Bro, I want to first say that for my death you are not to blame
God said that heaven was in need of angels so I gladly came.
Life on earth is not meant to be forever and we all know this
But when you lose someone so close, life seems to lose purpose.
Bro, I know that my leaving you has been hard to understand
But God makes no mistakes when He lays out His plans.
Whatever my purpose was on God's earth, it has been filled
I don't want you to hurt cause that's not what you're suppose to feel.
I hate I had to leave you the way I did but on my face I wear a smile
Though you can't see physically, I'm in a place called heaven now.
I just hope you can get to a place where you're okay
And don't forget that God wants you to ask for His help...so pray.
I wasn't perfect and not everything I did was in a good light
But the time I lived upon His green earth, I put up a good fight.
When the heat from the bullet tore through my body I knew
There was nothing I could say, take back or do.
My life has now come to an end, physically anyway
But I am here to protect you, you're guardian angel every day.
Continue to dance, especially in the rain...cause y'all did that
I wish I could but we both know I'm not coming back.
Tell mama, I love her and the the rest of the family too
"Look me in my face, I ain't got no worries" (in my Lil' Wayne voice), cause I truly believe in you.
You're going to do great things, the road you'll travel will be long
But know that as you take each step you won't be alone.
Though death brings us distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love you bro,
Dom
(Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013)
Trapped Firefighter Found Dead In Dallas Fire - America Flag Drapes St...
My heart went out to Mr. Wilson's family when I saw this news broadcast and I wrote:
I went in to rescue those trapped in the building
But as I walked, over me came a very odd feeling
Then a voice spoke to me and said, "Son it's time.
Reach up and grab this hand of mine."
Without a second thought I did just that
The voice continued to say, "There's no coming back.
Your families pain, I'll make sure to ease.
Just let me do the work that needs to be."
Up to the heavenly skies I flew
My heart beat slowly died and then I knew
That the tears from your face would fall at a constant pace
But this smile I wear is because I know I won the race.
To my fellow firefighters, continue to do the work you're called to do
It's been my pleasure daily to get up and work beside each one of you
Know that I'm still looking from up top on you down below
It was meant...I had to go.
To my family, know that no mistake was made...it was time
God had a plan for me...it was a master design
Though I'm not physically there, I am not gone
I just reside with my God in His lovely home.
Though death brings distance, our hearts keep us close.
Love,
Stanley Wilson
Written by Leukemiona Kelley, 2013
Connecticut Shooting & the Children Who Lost Their Lives.
I will never forget hearing the news about the many children killed in the Connecticut shooting. Such a senseless murder. So immediately I wrote a poem from the eyes of the one holding the gun:
Didn't wanna see the look on her face so I snuck thru...
Went home and confessed to my mother of my hatred
She looked me in the eye saying, "It's gonna b okay kid."
I told her-she didn't understand cos it wasn't
My thoughts say to live but my heart doesn't.
She said that sometimes we get down but that will pass
But the very next morning I showed up with a gun to class.
Said to my teacher, "I don't know why but this has to...
It has to happen. I have to kill you."
I looked at my friends and said, "I told you don't come.
I wasn't lying to you and now you're facing the barrel of my gun."
I closed my eyes and I felt the power as my arm yanked back
I heard the casings go...clack, clack, clack.
I heard yelling and screaming and my teacher yell, "Noooooo!"
Then she hit the floor and I didn't hear her no more.
One after one, they fell
I already felt right then I was going to hell.
So immediately I turned the gun on myself and I shot
But when I came to, heaven is where I was not.
Surrounded by armed cops, doctors and nurses
The thoughts I had now had immediately worsened.
I went to take lives as well as my own
A failed suicide mission gone wrong.
The death sentence..a light one compared to what I'm about to see
So senseless was the killing but it made sense to me.
#Senselessmurders
**Written by Leukemiona, 2012**
I woke up with a headache
Looked at my hands that were shaking
Heard my mother yell from downstairs
"Honey I made you biscuits, eggs and bacon."
Looked at my hands that were shaking
Heard my mother yell from downstairs
"Honey I made you biscuits, eggs and bacon."
Didn't wanna see the look on her face so I snuck thru...
Opposite side of the kitchen and headed off to skool
Told my classmates that life for me was ova
Told them not to show up the next day if they wanted to grow older.
Told my classmates that life for me was ova
Told them not to show up the next day if they wanted to grow older.
Went home and confessed to my mother of my hatred
She looked me in the eye saying, "It's gonna b okay kid."
I told her-she didn't understand cos it wasn't
My thoughts say to live but my heart doesn't.
She said that sometimes we get down but that will pass
But the very next morning I showed up with a gun to class.
Said to my teacher, "I don't know why but this has to...
It has to happen. I have to kill you."
I looked at my friends and said, "I told you don't come.
I wasn't lying to you and now you're facing the barrel of my gun."
I closed my eyes and I felt the power as my arm yanked back
I heard the casings go...clack, clack, clack.
I heard yelling and screaming and my teacher yell, "Noooooo!"
Then she hit the floor and I didn't hear her no more.
One after one, they fell
I already felt right then I was going to hell.
So immediately I turned the gun on myself and I shot
But when I came to, heaven is where I was not.
Surrounded by armed cops, doctors and nurses
The thoughts I had now had immediately worsened.
I went to take lives as well as my own
A failed suicide mission gone wrong.
The death sentence..a light one compared to what I'm about to see
So senseless was the killing but it made sense to me.
#Senselessmurders
**Written by Leukemiona, 2012**
I Am...Shala.
I am...Shala. In June of 1998 I was asked, "How much do you love me?" At that time I didn't know how to express myself verbally so I began to write. My feelings poured out onto a sheet of paper and by the time I was finished...there was my first poem. The more questions I was asked, the more poetry I began to write. I remember hearing a voice stating, "Write. I want you to write in a way that it save lives." I didn't get it then but I do now.
I have been given a gift to write poetry in a way that I've never known. I write poetry in order to help, heal and save lives. I write without thought. I write without true insight. I write...it's my passion and I enjoy every moment. I started this blog to share my gift with the world.
Please...sit back, relax and read. I welcome all comments and feedback.
I have been given a gift to write poetry in a way that I've never known. I write poetry in order to help, heal and save lives. I write without thought. I write without true insight. I write...it's my passion and I enjoy every moment. I started this blog to share my gift with the world.
Please...sit back, relax and read. I welcome all comments and feedback.
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