Grande Latte

OK, so I realize that it has been awhile since I have made a blog post so here I am. I sent in 2 poems I wrote that were saved in my cell before I started on this. So I guess its a 3 Pete. I guess this will be a regular post. To catch the world up.

I just got out of a meeting. Was at a convention. An expo at the Hilton for the actors, directors and producers of America. Lol, all in all it was pretty nice. I went with a client of mines, and a prospective new client.

Fast forward to now, expo over. I'm now sitting in Starbucks with my friend Lee, enjoying a white mocha latte with a triple espresso shot. Its pretty good.

Zoning out from our convo, I'm on my berry typing away at the keyboard and wild thoughts are racing through my already worked cranium. The stresses of everyday life are taking they're toll on me mentally and physically. I need a vacation. A sauna. A massage. I just need a getaway. Pronto. Asap.

I think I need a new job. Work is work. But wouldn't it be amazing to love what you do. That's a dream come true. Truly. I'm not asking for the dream position right now, just less stress than I have. What's a man to do.

Things are changing all the time. I wouldn't say that its necessarily for the worse, but its not for the better either. All these lateral moves. Parallel moves. Ugh I need to be vertical. Moving on up. Spiritually, mentally, physically and emotionally. I just need to evaluate me.

But barring the b.s., today was a good day. I won't complain.

OK, he's paying attention to me now. Guess I should zone back in.

Blog you later...

MY Life I Grew Me Up

Half man half amazin, But Under the sun he's just a raisin. Brought up in the streets, his actions brazen. Emotions in his heart and soul ragin. Whose gonna help this boy whose now a man. Never had a chance never had a plan. Didn't ever have a hand. Somebody to teach him to stand. Smile worn, spirit torn. Struggles the name of the game. Breakin even, nah not for steven. They say a mind is a terrible thing to waste, but so is a man. People walk by look and say damn. Shake a head, flash a smirk. Help a nigga, nah, that's to much work. The world is to busy to stop and ask why I cry. Why I try. Why im here. Please, tell me, why are you there. I got my back but who got my front. Uncle sam say he got you but that's just a front. Ima cross coulors like criss. Gotta leak take a piss. But move fast don't wanna miss this. Im bout to shake my fists. Im gonna shout back. Fight the man. I don't need help now cause I've grown to be a man. Took a while but I got a plan. Got a job to help me stand. Got a crib to lay my head. Grub in the fridge to keep my stomach fed. Books on the shelves to keep my brain fed. Wild thoughts in the head. Starting to think ima make it. Wait a minute I made it. Give myself an A+ if you wanna grade it. My life story you just played it. The outro. Ima fade it...

one woman man

when we're apart thoughts of her haunt me. i know it sounds crazy but its like she's a part of me. in the streets or under covers my baby's my equal, there is no other. we were made for each other. like a poet and his pen. an egg and a hen. tied to each other for ever. break up, what. apart, quote the raven, never more. wasn't sent from heaven, my angel came from brooklyn. her block look like crooklyn. she was the diamond in the ruff. not really rough just her exterior was tough. didn't wanna let me in but i scaled the wall, wanna know what im about, the writings on the wall. like peanut butter and jelly, mac and cheese, we complement each other. so whenever we get the chance we compliment each other. she's my day im her night together we make the sun rise. not just my world, she comprises my galaxy. you just don't understand, she means that much to me. i love my girl, i need my girl. we're apart right now, damn i miss my girl. she needs my love so ima give it to her. she gave me strength and peace of mind so ima give it to her. its almost our time to shine so we stay on our grind. food for thought, life's short. why just try to bust it baby. the best part of me since she became a part of me. since we been together i hate when she's a part from me. she may not be the air i breath but when we are apart i cant breath. my lungs run on love now, l O ve2 now...

You

If I said I didn't miss you I'd be lying
The time we spend together
Remarkable
The smiles
Unstoppable
We click so well
So alike
And yet
Opposites that attracted
You bring me joy
You can make the sun smile
Mmm
Serendipity
Where have you been

NO COMMENT

MY HEART RACES AND SCREAMS

WHY ME

IS THIS HOW LIFE SHOULD BE

IS THE FAULT MY OWN

SOMETHING I MYSELF HAVE TO OWN

WHATS DONE IS DONE

I WONT SHED A TEAR

I MUST SAY UP UNTIL NOW

ITS DEFINATELY NOT MY YEAR

BLIMEY

LIFE IS A DARK ALLEY

YOU NEVER KNOW WHATS AHEAD

DAMN

I CANT WAIT FOR ALL THIS TO COME TO A HEAD

ITS OVER

UP AND AND DOWN

LEFT TO RIGHT

I CANT BELIEVE THE VERDICT

STATISTIC IS IS THE NAME OF MY PLIGHT

PREPARE TO FIGHT

SUN TZU

I WANT TO BREAK APART

THE ROCK AT MY CORE,

THE WEB OF LOVE AND SUPPORT

INSTILLED INTO ME INFUSED INTO ME

KEEPS ME TOGETHER

TODAY I WILL NOT MOVE

IN THE END I'LL NOT LOOSE BUT GAIN

THOSE WORDS RING THOUGH

THOSE WORDS READ THOUGH

NO LONGER THE BIRD SINGS THOUGH

SILENCE

I MUST BE WHAT YOU SAY I AM

IF I'M NOT

WHY WOULD YOU SAY I AM

I AM WHAT I AM

AM I

SIGH

CANT GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM

I DON'T UNDERSTAND

HAD A PLAN NOT THIS

HAD A DREAM NOT THIS

HERE'S A THOUGHT I'M PISSED

AT WORK

FUCK THIS

SPACED OUT ZONED OUT

OPEN THE WINDOW LET ME OUT

FRESH AIR

I CANT BREATHE

I SEE LIGHT

IM NOT GOING DOWN

RG3

KING WITH NO CROWN

Random Totem

Ever since I learnt how to speak I been spoke.

When I learnt how to read I was awoke. Food for thought.

I'm always fresh, but when I'm not I'm still fresh to life.

I've learned to cook but I'm no chef. That doesn't mean I don't do my best.

When I hope, I leap because I know all things done in faith I'll reap.

My soul glows remarkable. On a quest; driven, unstoppable.

I have the propensity to learn. The capacity to discern. And the drive to earn. Life.

Reluctantly dependant upon a journey of independance. Strive.

Not rough, but built tough. My lifes made me.

Issues of morality sadden me. I'm pro choice, but hate the choice. In cases of advocacy I'll be a voice.

I just kissed a girl and I liked it. But then again, she is my girl, she is my world.

Writing is my release, so I release when I write. Out of mind and in plain sight.

Just pulled up in front of work. Blogging from my cell you already know. Gotta open these gates and start the day. Thanks for reading.

More to come. To be continued.
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Who Am I...

Me, I'm fine, don't know why but I am. Of anger and frustration, I've never been a fan. Angers no friend of mine.



All that I am, I am. Everything I'm not, well that's just a token of the same, just an opposite hand.



Growing up I never really had a plan, no course of discovery. Now as I wander I wouldn't say I'm aimless, I simply remain open to deviations in my uncharted course.

Relationships are rough, because obstacles make them tough. I'm grateful for all I've endured, gowing up it caused me to do, which I can say for very few.



Here I stand, the man that I am. My life was tough but I grew me up. There's still a lot to learn but for knowledge I yearn.



From 'captain save em', to 'captain no more'. I've done all there was, now just can't take anymore.



Art, sculpture or painting. Drawing, stippling or caligraphy. I do it all, why, because I can do it all. I learnt it all because they taught it all. Knowledge is power.



In the city I have a ball. You know what I wanna do, go to an old fashioned ball. Waltz anyone.



New york is my home. Big apple, city under the sun, blanketed by snow runnin from the sun.



Gods son, or a sun of god. I'm not sure of the terminology, but would like to think it describes me. If, I am really in his image, he's all knowing whilst utterly unsure at the same time.



RG3, the name my parents gave. The name I've grown to love, it describes me. It is me.