His - story

I wanna write you in my story, but wait you're already there. 

Native tongue.

Tears

     Can you think of your most embarrassing moment? I can!!!!! I'm not talking about a time when your shoe was un-tied and you almost fell or when your pants wasn't zip and you instantly became a part of a peepshow.
Think about a time were it was the most ridiculous and embarrassing thing  that you've ever seen in your life. Crazy thing is, it's happening to you. Yeah that kind of ridiculousness.
Classic entertainment.
     There are many embarrassing moments in life but this one puts the icing on the cake. I was a junior in college, first semester or second, can't remember.
      Earlier in the week I sat down with my advisor about my senior year schedule and was on track to graduate the following year. Young kid from the hood. The projects, I grew up in a dilapidated/poverty-stricken  environment, many can relate with my social economic status. Needless to say, I was super excited and really felt I'd beat the odds. 
At the time, Kanye West first album was heavy on the air waves.
      We (da bruhs) were doing things our own way. It was interest week and we hosted this event, that at the time had been something new and innovative.
     Can't recall the name so we'll just say it was a talent event. So we (da bruhs) were on stage, as the co-host, I call the next act to the stage." (So and so) come on up." This young lady introduces the joke, little did I know it was rigged for me. "....'So and so' would graduate before the Joksta!!!" Me. The crowd went wild, laughing profusely. No doubt  it was extremely funny and the funniest part of the whole thing is it was 90% true... or maybe.
     I was in school nine years, I must admit, if it was up to me I would have quit a long time ago. But, no I  wasn't quitting, so oh well.
Anyway, the one thing in my head at the time the whole audience of about three hundred people laughing, I keep thinking "they don't know me, they know nothing about my story or struggle" so I shrugged it off in my head and I believe I had the most confused and embarrassed look on my face. Lol I was really at a lost. 
      I immediately  concluded this joke was the most belittling, funny, but not so funny joke on my behalf. Still in all it was classic. Reflecting on it, I relived that moment more than once and every time I reminisce I think that along with other things that happened to fuel me to not give up "til I got that paper" as unk use to say. 
All and all, you never know good or bad what might motivate someone to do what they need to for self. To say I'll show them or tuh they think I care what they think of me......Nope! 
Inspiration comes from experience directly or indirectly.  In reading this, may it inspire you to write encouragements to others. Peace and blessings

Zende

I don't wanna leave, but I gotta go right now.

 So black man, what shall thee leave behind?
 Or shall I say African king!!!?
Leave the ignorance behind, the shiftlessness alone, for it only consumes  you. Nothing new under the sun, but the contrary is you. Your mind and spirit shall be all a new. Through righteousness and truth you shall be transformed back to the African king that's asleep in you.
I say to you leave the booty, beer, and bullshit alone. Focus on building the bridges of father/son relationships and community focus groups for young kings rights of passage, like our traditions once were. We are singlehandedly suffering in silence while the world whispers words of inspiration or desperation for the true kings to stand and be spoken for. I say to you African that don't want to leave.... the bullshit gotta go right now!
Peace king!

Clarification of word play

Diction reverses the summation of what love is, purposefully wrapped in affection. Diction produces struggle within the framework of organization. Most Diction fabricates the core of understanding to be relevant to itself. Real Diction dictates trues to be trusted timelessly. What diction represent, represents work. Diction mis-educates, diction reinvigorates. Diction is the clarity of speech. Diction is obsolete. Diction is choice. Diction  provides a voice. Choose Diction or Diction will choose you....

The continuum of George

After about six hours of protesting, George and uncle Clevis along with the workers from Ralph's doughnut shop didn't think they'd gotten the attention of the shop's owner. One of the persons in the crowd lit a match to a rag of gasoline in a bottle and threw it into the window of the shop. There was a loud explosion in the kitchen. The other workers there began frantically running in different paths trying to get themselves out of harms way. One worker had to be resuscitated after he was exposed to all the smoke from the fire. The owner who could have possibly prevented the whole thing stood helplessly watching his family owned business go up in flames. The police and other officials started to arrest several of whom they thought to be agitators including George and his uncle, throwing them into the back of the patty wagon. This was covered live on local tv's breaking news and CNN. George a heavy set young man had a hard time with the arresting officer, who couldn't cuff him properly so he had to secure him to a bench until they got to the station. George had never seen the back of a police vehicle and began to fear what might happen to him. Along the way to the precinct local Klansman follow the wagon throwing gas bombs and causing the truck to overturn. The accident was tragic. George, uncle Clevis and others were thrown from the vehicle into the woods, killing everyone else except for the 19 year old college student. George became very distraught and began to run to escape...... 

Stay tuned 

Danger Zone

The way I see it anything can get you killed and fucking with women is the fastest way to die. One time I met this thirty year old pretty face, fine waist no stretch marks number. I admit she had it going on. The only thing that stood out was she had never seen a penis before. Crazy as that sounds it's true.  No movies, magazines or even school anatomy class. No boyfriends or nothing. Pure virgin I guess. That should have sent a red flag at first but nooooo my ass had to be the one to expose her to it." Baby I got you give me a chance, I can make you love it," that's what I said repeatedly. So we did it, over and over again. Hair pulling passionate hot sweaty sex. I know the neighbors heard everything. This chick wouldn't stop. Oral in the car, reverse butterfly in kitchen, doggie style in the back of the church! Yes the back of the chuurch!!! We sometimes roleplay. Every kind of sex you can imagine we tried it. I created a monster! A real life sex addict. Man I mean crazy sex addict. One time we were at her folks on Thanksgiving and she wanted me to see her old tree house. I should've known something was up, she smiled and said "they won't miss us come on." I didn't think she would try anything there, her family was outside with the kids playing. What do you know..... fucking, yes fucking in the treehouse.....We were getting busy. I've never felt bad and good at the same time. We tried to keep quite so they wouldn't catch us with our pants down. Twenty minutes later we heard "Kimberly we're about to have icecream and cake you want any?" but by the looks of things she'd had her dessert already. Her response naw I'm good. And yes it was. I didn't say I didn't like it, I think I will need a prescription of Viagra soon. Smh what will I do with this woman??? 

 To be continued

Pride and Joy

     A strong woman faced with the normalcy of human life and who may have forgotten some things, she hasn't forgotten how to love. Dealing with the issues that has now somewhat immobilized her physical activity, she's a fighter. In learning to walk again due to her illness, I find myself remembering her strength, "ma don't give up", I push her. When asked how are you doing? She always in her catchy response utters "I would if I could, but I ain't cause I can't."  Reflecting on the things she's taught me,  speaks volume to the person I've grown to be; not because I do things right all the time but, I choose to make her proud of me. "Son you know I love you and can't wait to see you again," are true sentiments from this loving mother of mine. A quote I once read said, there are two ways of exerting one's strength: one is pushing down the other is pulling up. I can say in my learning experience with my mother she has shown me both. Never let them see you sweat is our motto to each other. "Son you know best," as she says, refers to her courage and strength in grooming her boys to be men. Thanks to the creator for love, strength, loyalty and truth. I know you're proud of me but not as much As I am proud of you.

Truly Zende