A Good Man

Is not hard to find it just takes maturity & patience of understanding his 

Mind: Listen & Allow him to express himself, and re-evaluate his own mistakes. You were not by design created to fix him. Allow him space to bend & catch him when he is falling. 

Heart: Understand when he is feeling low. Why know no one can process what he is going through. Sometimes a mans pride & ego will shine through. Allow him space to fall to his knees. And learn how to pray with him; not over & on him. To a higher power that can lead you both in understanding.

Hands: Allow his hands to rest, tears from disappointments are part of the process. Just allow him your hands to hold & shoulders to lean on. This time so he can rest his weary heart & troubled mind.  

FEET: Remind him why he is not walking on this journey alone; the reality is God carries us all the time. Even when our feet stumble on rocks & stones. Are maybe he is non a believer. Just remember you were the RIB removed from Man; created in this life to be his companion. So at the end of the day. Allow his weary feet to find some  rest & peace. 

In Memory of a son, and many men of Gods own heart.     

Pause

The brain is unique; in how it protects knowledge that is the real threat. 

In respect of our elders; we honor you and respect your successes & triumphs. 

However, in a world of the most brightest of minds, rebellion & arrogance. All that knowledge goes unprotected. And it does not matter who you know or what you have established. In a world of the blind leading the blind there is chance; our fragile feet will end up on grounds of defeat.

We can learn from our mistakes; we can break in repeating them in redundancy. We can change the  makeup in our history; or we can choose to dress-up with the same makeup. 

We are guilty in humanity of complacency; if only we could of invested more of our time in paying closer attention to what grew out of hands; down the lines of generations. 

In this years election we witnessed a change of Power in leadership at a higher level; and at the same time in a different era, we witnessed adult children act out in rebellion. 

The other day the hood said nothing out of fear; the next week it was the same catastrophe that knocked at their door. And demanded they all fall to their knees and be humbled by what is to not be spoken on.

The masses watched in anxiety, and said this type of crime or change never happens here. Until life said different; today this is going to really happen. 

The mentality behind these government offices of some servies; is a mixture blended of compassion, intent and fixed morals, values and affixiated vendication. If I cant fix my past then why should your situation get a pass. What u shield a child from to suffer for in your choices. It will damage them mentally. And when they grow up to who we become dont ever wonder; what could I, we or them could of done. Every struggle does not have to be our legacies inheritance  of baggage to carry in the next generation.

For evey burden some of us carry of that load; is so the weak at heart wont break in hard times. 

The anniversary of life and death; a year ago on jan 15th Dominique White 28 yrs old was assassinated because of knowledge embraced by leaders such as MLK born Jan 15th assassinated for speaking up in truth, Jan. 5th little Rory 1yr old killed by gunviolence. And Coby Bryant and other families taken away in the blink of an eye on a plane ride. All these souls in January 2020. I remember before my sons demise his heart was heavy & mind filled with images of said so much hurt, deceit & lies, but he never stopped talking to God. Fast forward on March 16th Covid-19 appeared & called roll for over 300,000 & counting.

A young girl said; he was my man, as the other woman glared with internal anger "then yelled I have his child", then 1 day we woman found a platform to organize a conversation. But the intention was slick is the reason why betrayal separated the both of them. And not the man. Why, because of the man who planted the seeds in the both or one of them. Is not the reason why betrayal sneaked inside & denied his bloodline.

One day a father or mother ended of missing, and no one in the entire world knew what could of happened. But before this developing act, everyone that knew of them could tell a story. How unfortunate .

Time ask what is the plan?  Mankind replied figure out what u should of predicted to come; between our disrespectful crossed lines of  informal & selected times of communications. 

The Sauce

On every avenue or in any hood there are establishments that sale delicatessen; for the consumer who is looing for a delight to fill them of pleasure.

If we as humanity cannot make light in all of the circumstances we are consuming around the word; we will forget to act human if not grow cold and bitter with each other. My mother always said to me & I shared this with my friends & family "don't let any 1, or anything rob you of your joy". Because the seasons are going to bring a change, whether you are prepared or waiting for the change to delight your mind frame. And what we can establish together; is not all people are seeking good pleasure. 

I read the news articles today, and unfortunately the truth surfaced. Crime is increasing in Indiana a younger child massacred the entire family of 6 over a parent & son altercation, babies are still dying at the age of 7 due to the gun violence, food is short but the lines are long where real people working with the hands of  compassion, the farmers are awaiting to be approved so we can get some of those fresh veggies back in the stores, the housing market is booming for the 30 bids on that 1 corner the low income cannot afford, while welfare system has allocated an increased line of spending for those unable to stop and re-evaluate what is of our existing priorities in mouths to feed, as the unemployment lines are increasing, domestic violence is screaming in silence. As the children are asking why can't I see my momma or daddy? If not their people, all of us are not being forgotten. Because of our hearts are hurting for the stories we are hearing around us. But inside the heart we know they still love us.

Today, I woke up and looked the world. I saw Twitter pages, FB clicks, and Snap Chat. And no one had a real plan to heal the wombs of our internal suffering. All the news advertises is what & where if never why. All the social media in the world exposes who we are and who we know. And at the end of every pallet we as a people either end with a delightful message, or an ingredient to put back into that sauce of what we have established of our own life messages to the world.       

In Memory of D. White, its what we leave of in our foot prints, for the next generation to wobble if not walk in them.