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Family Affair

Problems, situations, and conflicts will always occur.
It is in the resolution of conflicts that make people stand out.
Every problem can and should be calmed
by talking about the understanding one another needs.
Act with compassion, solving differences; this is what
humanity needs to get along.
Let us talk until there are no more words.
We must explain everything until it is understood.
Be honest until nothing is hidden.
Listen until everything can be said, all doubt is ridden.
Question so that we can know why.
Be fair, so that every everyone’s needs are met;
give it a try.
If there is no communication, there will never be that bond.
If there is no bond, how will be able to get along?
No bond, no friendship, no relationship, no peace.
If we have no peace, how will we be able to love?
If we are not able to love, how can there be an us?
We must learn to get along, we must learn to trust.
We must do this for our family.
If there cannot be peace and love, there can be no us…

– Thomas D. Payne

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One Plus One Equals One…

From separate ends of the earth we came carrying
our love, our treasures, our laughter, our hearts.
From different ends of the city we came from various
points where we once stood no near yet far apart.
From opposite ends of the world we came bold and overjoyed.
From distinct ends of life we came finding
magic never experienced.
A young girl and a boy, from conflicting houses.
We came to learn to hold each other tight.
From opposite ends of a kiss we came to
stare beneath the stars at night.
From different ends of a heart we smile,
two lives blended together as one.
From separate ends of the universe
we came to shine bright as the sun.
Now that our two opposite heavens have combined,
no more storms, no more traverse skies.
We carry the same love for each other
simply together, simply you and I…

-Thomas D. Payne

Your Letter

I wait now…
Every day, every evening for your letter.
Reminiscing…
Your voice, your smile, your hand, your eyes.
Waiting for the officer to say;
“Payne, you have mail to read.”
to ruminate, to laugh, to think…
to contemplate my next reply
but the guard passes my cell.
Now, I’m aching, lonely, waiting, hoping
to hear anything; a joke, a song
an old story about the past.
I wait…
Then, the guard comes back and says,
“Payne, they have you in the wrong cell.”
A letter…
your scent, your smell,
your words at last.
I smile, elated; my day has begun…

– Thomas D. Payne

We Are…

It seems that they want me to be the last bad guy,
so I sit up in my cell watching days drag by.
No tears in my eye, I can’t cry now.
Spiritual, so I gaze up at the sky now.
My heart bleeds as I breath in the strength
that I need to achieve greatness.
I believe that the seed is planted.
and every wish will be granted.
All prayers have been answered.
So there’s no need to panic,
you gotta look at every tribulation
with your eyes wide; keep your mind sharp
and you’ll never have a blind side.
Look within yourself, find that place that’s phenomenal
and realize your spirit’s not abominable.
You’re amazing, feel that fire blazing
deep within your essence; doesn’t it feel pleasant?
That’s the fuel you will need
when you wanna speed towards every dream and every goal
that resides in your soul.
Don’t let anyone tell you what you’re worth.
We are beautiful and perfect,
from the day we were birthed…
– Jah Soul

Diggin’ On You

We’re two peas in a pod. Two monkeys in a barrel.
Me, the tree branch and you, the cute sparrow.
Got hit by cupid, didn’t even feel the arrow.
All I see is you, damn, I guess my vision has narrowed.
Hey, we fit together, like a pot of peas and carrots.
So whatever is in my future, baby, we both can share it.
You’re my other half. The peanut butter to my jelly.
And your sexy smile puts butterflies in my belly.
Like Bonnie and Clyde, ready to ride.
I’ll tattoo your face on my ribs,
so I will always have you by my side.
Hide my secrets in your soul,
place my dreams in your essence.
Etch my name in your heart
and thank God for your presence.
Your existence is the reason for this sentence.
Our love is a marathon and I’m ready to go the distance.
This love thing that we claim is so intense.
I fell hard for you girl,
but it was really common sense…
– Jah Soul

Poetry In Motion

The universe. Many of us know what the universe is and what it consists of. But, how many of us have ever questioned why we call it the “universe”? The true meaning of the word is so profound that it unveils our true reason for being here and what our purpose is.
First, let’s break down the word universe into simpler terms. Uni, as we all know, refers to one. A uni-cycle has only one wheel. Unique means the only one of it’s kind. Unite means to make or become one. So, the uni in universe is referring to one of something.
The definition of verse is “writing in which words are arranged in a rhythmic pattern”. Verses are groups of lines forming units, which creates a poem. When you ask a person who rap’s to “spit a verse”, you are asking him or her to deliver a couple of lines of lyrical content in a rhythmic pattern. So in essence, our universe is a single line of poetry, or as I like to call it “God’s one poetic expression”.
This, to me, explains why everything in our universe coincides as one very organized body of matter and energy. Just the way that the universe seems to operate in a perfect order is very poetic to me. A poem is usually very organized and written in a particular style. Usually, there are four or five stanzas with four lines or verses in each stanza and each stanza would have it’s own identity. We have billions of stars and planets in our universe, yet we never hear of them colliding into each other. Each one has it’s own space and it’s own identity.
It is believed that our own planet is the only planet in our solar system equipped to sustain an abundance of life. It was created with us in mind. Everything on Earth works in a precise order to allow us, and all other life forms on this planet, to live in harmony with each other. Every life form on this planet knows its purpose, with the exception of mankind.
I truly believe that the Supreme Being created us to experience life in an array of different ways. When we are born, we are like a blank sheet of paper and as we go through life, each experience we encounter adds a line of poetry to that paper. As we age, we continue to write and re-write our poems until the day we die. We are literally poetry in motion. So I ask you to think about this, when it’s all done and you close your eyes while taking your last breath, what will your poem say?

– Jah Soul

Oh, God!!!

Since the beginning of time we have argued, fought and killed nations of people over a simple concept called religion. We have gone to war over religion. Generations of people have been wiped out over religion. Civilizations put to the knife and enslaved over this thought and calling of their ‘God”. When we finally realize that we are praying, worshipping and giving benediction to the same deity, will this problem go away? Most likely it won’t.
Every group of worshippers wants to be right. They want to hold their belief and systems over every other group. The simplicity of one god would take the complexity out of our lives. The assertion of one god leads denial of complexity, encouraging us to make the world simple. It is not the fault of our god, but the crime committed by the believers. Thus comes the existence of many gods, conveying true complexity of mortal life and the chance for one to dominate the next.
God has many faces and also many names, we can try to fool ourselves but the truth is before our eyes. Every race, tribe, village, country and continent prays to the same god; all different but the same. All these gods are aspects of the one true God. But, all these believers are convinced that their version is the correct one. All these magnificent, Holy books agree on nothing, but carry similar stories purporting the word of one God.
I try not to get caught up in who is and what is what but I DO know this, I feel for what our God has to go through. Imagine it, listening to billions of people’s prayers. Witnessing the masses kneeling in our Gods name but not believing the same thing. I probably would create many names and faces for myself so I would be less burdened too.
God is all knowing and now I believe, He is more intelligent than we can ever be. If one group of people actually knew or served the one, true God, wouldn’t his worshipers hold dominance over all? Hence, we fight and keep the lie going “O’ ye of little faith”!!!

– Thomas D. Payne

Dissolute Democracy

Bimbos and reality shows, that’s what they fed out.
Killed all morals and principals. Yeah, they bled out.
This nice little Christian girl became a big slut.
Now she’s badly built with a big gut.
Turned into a “cool” dope addict with a billion dollar habit.
A good girl gone bad; so sad, so tragic.
American dreams turned into hellish illusions.
Hating on one another, caught up in conscious confusion.
We bully the weak while manipulating the meek.
Don’t stop to pray all week, then say it’s Heaven we seek.
What was once mortified is now glorified, daily.
Don’t like what I’m saying, get up on Facebook
and verbally slay me.
Look into the mirror and tell Jah what you see.
But you don’t have to lie to me.
Teachers being laid-off while prison systems flourish.
These athletes are paid millions but whom do they educate and nourish?
Politicians beefing harder than gangsta rappers in the booth.
One nation under God. Is that really the truth?
But, I’m sure I won’t be heard, I’m just a pawn in this game.
We complain about pain, but have no one else to blame…

– Jah Soul

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

I Am Mike Brown

This young lady is Payne’s cousin-in-law. She is full of fire and Konscious thoughts. She popped up on this blog sharing her feelings with us in rhyme. A true embodiment of her name, we introduce you to Sassy. We hope you will enjoy her insight and perspective from a woman’s view. Peace and Blessings, Isis Rain…

I am Mike Brown

I would have never known how treacherous the world could really be, till they shot down Mike Brown that could have been you, that could have been me, so I don’t feel protected by no means free.

Although I have a name, I’m just a number. Stuck in this ever failing system that is not built to protect us, instead it’s there quietly awaiting to get us caught up, so we won’t have enough money to put up a fuss.

I’m so scared as the tears constantly fall; I’m caught up in a system that wants me to fall.

I am frightened to death to raise my hand, fearing the retribution of the gunman’s plan.
I feel like a prisoner in my own house, I work too dang hard to keep a closed mouth.

What kind of system fails all the tests? A murdering system that could really care less.
Does not matter if you are right or if you are wrong, we deserve to live and carry on.

God I pray as I do each day, I hope my good hasn’t gone astray.
I’m tired of no action, we need to make rush, can’t let this system keep killing us.
I’m crying for justice I want satisfaction; lighten my burdens by bringing the action.

Don’t want to be a victim of circumstance caught up in a system that has no plan.

– Sassy