In Memory of Lamonika Gyant

God sent one of His Angels to the earthly grounds,
She arrived and said, "God said it's time to come home child."
I got up and put on a white gown and white slippers,
The angel said, "Turn around and let me zip ya'."

I asked, "Can you tell me what I'm gonna b walking into?"
She replied, "That's only for God to do."
I stood there for a moment thinking about how my children would feel,
Then I screamed out, "God take care of them for me if you will."

Tears started to roll down my cheeks in a fast pace,
The ground was no longer under my feet, I was up in a clouded space.
Turned to look back down at the grounds below,
The angel said, "When God calls...you juss have to go."

Terrence 'Tadpole' Daniels I wish there was an easier way to do this,
No last moments, no last hugs, no last kiss.
Juss know that even though my body will be motionless, buried below
My love still lives...It did not go.

Menyon, Trinity and Zachary I know you don't understand,
But I ask God to explain it to you when you can.
God promised to be with you every moment while I'm away,
I did not leave you behind, God juss said I could not stay.

If ever you need to be comforted about my leaving...dad is there,
Whatever you're feeling...know that those feelings you can always share.
Talk to me as you've always done, I will be listening close,
My love for you is and will always be unconditional...so...

I juss want you to know that heaven is where I am,
My love is right there where you are.
I juss want you to know that God is here with me,
And I'll always be right there in your heart.

Tadpole, please tell everyone I love them.

Heaven Bound,
Lamonika Gyant


(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 1/9/2014)

Poem in memory of Coates Scott aka Kayo Redd to his mother Deb Antney & brother Waka Flocka

I saw on Facebook where the brother of Waka Flocka and son of Deb Antney has passed on. I wanted to write these words in hopes that they help, heal and save. So I write:


Mama, I was looking for the words to say,
The perfect words to kinda clear up the sadness on ur face.
The words to make dealing with my death a little more easier,
But I know there's nothing I can say that's gonna stop the hurt in ya'.

Coates Scott aka Kayo Redd found dead - was the headline,
I know ur screaming loud, "No! No! It's not time."
I can see the tears in ur eyes and the wet path they leave when falling down ur face,
I can see the hurt in ur eyes...I hate I caused u so much pain.

I don't know exactly wut words I could use to explain what I did,
I really don't think there are any that could console a mother who juss lost a kid.
Mama, I neva wanted to hurt you...neva wanted to leave u feeling this way,
Came the time. Came the moment. Came a reason. Came the day.

Juss know that I love you and I juss don't have the words to explain this,
Not the words that I'm looking for to make it all a little less painless.
If I could go back in time and take a moment juss to let you know I love you and give you a hug,
Juss to see your smile, look in your eyes and feel your touch.

Waka...devastated and torn up is the way you're feeling...I know,
Thinking in that dang brain of yours..."Man...wut the phuk u go & do that fo'."
All I can say is that I'm sorry for not leaving an explanation of why,
Or betta yet taking the time to sit down and write a letter telling u & mama bye-bye.

Time heals all wounds they say...that's the selfish way of me saying u will be alright,
The pain that I felt was too much to handle...I could no longer put up the fight.
I love you dude...I always will. I juss hope one day you'll find it in your heart to forgive me,
I know I'm gone and I know it's wrong to have you lose another brother...so quickly.

A hurting heart turns into pain.
A feeling of no way out crashes the brain.
Life seems to give no reason to live.
Suicide becomes easier than it is.

God loves and He comforts,
I ask that He continues to watch ova you.
God loves and He heals,
He promised to see you all the way through.

What I didn't take...Is my love,
Coates Scott "Kayo Redd"

(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 1/2/2014)

A Poem to T.I.P from the homie Doe B

I read an article that T.I. had lost one of his Hustle Gang artist, Doe B, on December 28, 2013. Time after time we hear about these senseless murders and my heart go out to all those affected. Not only was Doe B a victim; there was a young lady by the name of Kimberle Johnson who died as well. As always, my God put it on my heart to write this poem for T.I. It is my hope that he get to read it.


On December 28th I was G'd up and enjoying myself
Club crowded, drinks in the air and the music was loud and bumping.
Just chilling and letting the nights moments pass me by
I didn't have plans on there being no shootings or nothing.

Then an angel approached me...all white, smiling and feet lifted
Said, "God told me to come and get you. Doe B He said and He was specific."
Didn't know what to think at that moment cos I had neva seen an angel befo'
Mean...I've seen them in books and cards but not face-to-face saying, "Come on, let's go."

On my travel to the hospital my mind began to race
Had questions about what was going to happen after leaving this place.
It's hard to explain and I know it's even harder to understand
Though we have questions we know it's all in God's plan.

T.I., I just want to thank you for everything you've done
Gon' miss you dude but I'll be constantly sending down my love.
Sitting here thinking about the laughs we shared and jokes played
You were a good friend to me and I'm just happy for the memories saved.

Make sure and tell my kids that I love them, those living and the unborn one on the way
Kiss them for me and let them know that their daddy didn't just up and run away.
Tell them that in due time God will straighten the confusion they feel
Tell them though I'm chillin' in heaven...my love for them still lives.

You don't think about the importance of showing love until it's no longer there
We juss live life as we live it until eye-to-eye with death we stare.
Make sure to love hard, live right and give while you can
Don't let them forget me homie. And to all I give a Hustle Gang Stand.

Remember me always,
Doe B

(Written by Leukemiona "Shala" 1/1/2014)

In Memory of Willie Maxine Perry (the mother of Tyler Perry)

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)

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.

 

(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)

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)