domestic violence

My Struggle, My Shine…

Coming through the fire, I’m no longer in the game, I’ve grown tired.

Of running in the rat race, it’s time I find my happy place.

No more fussing and cussing, no need to justify my actions; end of discussion.

Time to care about me and mine, I’m done trying to change anyone else,

I’ve done my time.

With no appreciation, I am not a miracle worker.

My story will no longer be a tearjerker.

It will have a happy ending, way better than the beginning.

I have lived and I have learned, these stripes I have diligently earned.

But still, I carry my beauty, shining bright from within. Still determined to win.

But will be sure to do it in style. Look at my face; you won’t see a million miles.

From stress, making me look old. That’s why I have turned cold

to all the games and the lies.

You will see my story in my eyes, but it will be that of success.

As long as I keep being me, I will be blessed

in most things that I do. Trust and believe my words will remain true.

Sit and listen as I tell you my story, it will be about my strife and all about my glory…

– Isis Rain

No Man!!!

We…Do…Not…Hit…Women! Period!

Young men, sit down, let’s have a session. I see, contemporary America is promoting aggression.

Let hitting a woman be beneath you, something with to never be down.

In my era, we had Emmit Smiths and Luthers, I’m appalled by the Ray Rices and Chris Browns.

We do not hit women! That shows no masculinity, doesn’t make you look hard.

Some won’t learn from their mistakes until they end up on the penitentiary rec yard.

I’ve seen hard men in only two places,

shackled in their cell, locked down, or taking permanent naps, dirt thrown over their faces.

Did anyone teach ya’ll how to treat a woman? Having no father isn’t an excuse…

I was raised by a single mother and would never hit my wife in a dispute.

What happened to being civil or being chivalrous, open communication or discussion?

Having a loving, healthy environment instead of giving your woman a concussion?

We…Do…Not…Hit…Women! That doesn’t define a man.

Raise your hand not to our women but to stop domestic violence in our land.

We’re quick to march when a cop shoots someone we think is innocent,

we come together, angry in cahoots…

But, who do I see march in outrage for the victims of brutality and abuse?

Not many…

I guess until it’s your mother, sister or daughter that Ray or Chris hits, then maybe you will care.

Not cracking jokes like Fox and Friends, the message is to “Take the Stairs”.

This…Is Not…a Joking…Matter, humorless in fact, these men need to check themselves.

Most definitely, they need to learn tact.

We do not hit our women, we LOVE our women, protect our women.

We don’t hate our women or subject our women.

I’m talking to boys, young men and grown men, any male who hits a woman or girl…

I can call you a lot of things but a man will never be one!!!

– Thomas D. Payne

The Reformation

A hard shelled exterior, so they call you a nut.

Ran from your sexuality, from fear of being a slut.

So many scars on your heart, from being broken and stitched.

No wonder you have an attitude, and they think of you as a bitch.

You’ve been purposely pimped and played,

dramatically dragged through the mud.

Dropped you off in the depths of hell, and somehow you still show us love.

Your courage has has been contaminated, siphoned the strength from your soul.

Chilled the warmth that was in your smile

and left your heart bitter and cold.

So many wounds you have valiantly endured by the hands that were meant to protect.

Called you derogatory names for so long,

eventually, thats what you began to project.

What did they do to your spirit?

I can’t stand how they left you.

So I strive to become a better man myself

because that’s the only way I can protect you.

– Jah Soul