Lyfe Jus' Isn't Da' Same.. by Nique

Remember, the days when you had NO worries..
Remember, the days when you had NO cares..
The days when the last thing thought about were fears,
Especially, the days when I shed less tears..
It's very hard to realize, when changes need to be made,
That's the times when you're very much afraid..
You feel as IF certain people are gonna be there,
Through thick & thin.. to carry you through..
Then, at the last minute they go far away..
Leave you all alone, without a word to say..
You get all scared, in just one second "shakin"
And, so many people tell you - you'll make it..
You'll be able to move on, you'll be ok..
It just feels as IF they just don't know..
They can't predict your future, & which way to go..
Never realizing - life just isn't the same..
Not realizing - love doesn't always remain..
The sad thing is that you can try to make it better,
Which doesn't mean a thing, through the stormest weather..
When all you really wanted was changes in the best way..
And, they never understood you wont trying to hurt them..
You were just trying to help, lend a hand..
"..It wont real, it was just a game, man!.."
That's how you have to look at it in the end..
When you're lost w/o love, when you're lost w/o a friend!

~Nique #22

Made Me......ku

I remember it like it was yesterday
It was a head nodder
a feet tapper
a knee bouncer &
a finger snapper
Something about it spoke
to my bones
& rapped to my joints
Made my body subject to rhythm
& made anything dead have some life back in em
Made the air two-step
& the wind lean back
Made the blades dance
& the water snap
Made the dirt glide
& the walls bounce
Made the floor jump
& the ceilings shout
It was simply remarkable
I mean a vibe u couldn't touch
Even if you was feeling it
Had me buggin'
Like my first luvin
The walls were sweatin
as they came alive
& soaked up every ounce of energy left inside
& when the night had died down
u could still hear a quiet beat
that still tapped feet
& swayed hips
& when it all winded down i wasn't done yet
Took me a lil sum'n home
pockets full of muuuuZAK!(music)

Still Standing

Sundays through Saturdays keep rollin' by
Only to remind us how much time
has vanished into history books &
How many days are now called yesterdays
& we still standing in our comfortable spots
& Sittin in our favorite chairs
& having our regulars for lunch
After reciting our same, scripted prayers
We move so fast, that we don't move at all
So we become like stagnant water
which only provides a house for discomfort
as mosquitoes draw near and make life
itchy, swollen, and irritable
We swat & slap our backs and backs of our legs
Only to discover, that we were a millisecond tardy
& we've lost some blood over something not worthy
Progression it sounds so rewarding
We clap hands in the name of success,
Nod heads in the name of progress
But our feet stand still
& things of yesterday still stand
I'm talkin' about still standing
While mouths keep flappin'
Fingers keep snappin'
& Attitudes keep happenin'
Cuz change apparently aint happenin' fast enough
But in reality feet aint even touched the ground
& steps in order to move forward
becomes too much to ask
If only we could speak things into existence
but lip service aint suitable
There are moves to make
so why are we still standing
as Sundays through Saturdays keep rollin' by
Only to remind us how much time
has vanished into history books &
How many days are now called yesterdays
-ku-

Giving Thanks...Ku

Oranges, browns, reds, & yellows
Sprinkle the ground like rose petals
beneath our feet
With a sunny day cool breeze,
Aromas of turkey, and its dressing
are no stranger as one breath in
is letting u kno u're @ home
Cranberry sauce dancing on its platter
Movin to the kitchen's pot, pan, silverware clatter
& we call this day to be a giving of thanks
So thankful for our families, for they're the friends we can't choose
So thankful for friends, for they're the family that we have chosen
Thankful for love, for it conquers all hatred
Thankful for security, even when you're not secure yaself
Take time out to, give thanks, get thanks, live thanks, & be thankful
Not just one day in November
Use all time to remember
Just how blessed you are, not because all is well
But because all still is.....

-Ms. Ku 2006

My Work

Back to my words, back to my pen & paper..
Back to my rhymes, back again.. it's my time..
I stood up for a while, waited in line..
Just for my turn to show & express my work..
To achieve higher & better things, to learn..
I showed my willingness, & my concern..
I put my best, to the test..
I focused hard, & let my mind do the rest..
My one & only wish was to grab the attention..
The attention of all, each & every convention..
Show people things they've never seen..
Speak, walk, & talk.. earn my green..
It was hard at first, I thought I would never see..
All I ever had to do, was just be me..
Hard at first, not really.. it wasn't even close..
It was more to come, that wasn't even the most..
Many times I wanted to drop a tear..
Many times I didn't think I would make it,
But, the worst thing was that no one would care..
So, all things done had to be done just for self..
Forget the people tugging along, forget the rest..
Hard but, true.. there were things that had to let go..
Things that always kept me at a high, had to be moved low..
I had to keep my peace, I had to settle..
I had to push all things to the side, or on my level..
Now, that's just how focused I am with my work..

~Nique #22

Move Me....ku

Blues and reds
move me
sportin my shoes for comfort
I'm ready to get my stroll on
I'm somewhere where
the wind calls my name
& my song answers back
as sparks hover the clouds
& move me even more
Resting myself
on hills of cotton
That still remind me of
the struggle for comfort..i'm grateful
I'm at peace that will never cease
as long as my blues and reds still
move me
I drift as tumbleweeds across red clay
Coming and going
Yet always staying long enough
to do my soul good
my mind's eye is 20/20
visual perfection
even with lids closed
I can see it and it's real
No longer tall tales of imagination
running away with me and my temptations
I'm moved and there's
no other way to go than up
I'm moved by the miles walked in these shoes
I'm moved by colors of the wind
Moved by reds & blues.....

-Ms. Ku-

2nd Hand Hurt....by ku

I'll take NON-smoking please,
Now think'n i'm sitting comfortably
right...sike
You cry, I tear up
Regardless of their intentions
They puff
& so do I,
They cough
& I reply
I wish someone
Would please kick the habit
So i must go to the source
Yea I'm talking to you
U light up, & thas fine
Do what you do
but as soon as u make it a 2nd hand crime
it's no longer all about u
U hurt 1, u hurt us all
So i'mma need u to partake in some withdrawl
So do whatever it takes patch it up
12 step it up
Now don't get me wrong i know we
human making room for some messin up
But Let's clean it up
Deadly is the first-hand, as well
But u determine that
But when your clouds hover above another
In other words
While you emotionally, mentally, & physically
Breakin' down the ones I luv
U aint the only one gettin' wet
U hurt them, the thought of it all hurts me
Don't want no second hand hurt
Cuz it hurts worse than the first
Why? U hurtin' cuz u want
& I'm hurtin' without a choice
Long term effects,
U puff & go
but the smoke is still in our clothes
Your pain isn't of the moment
It hurts for time
So, before u thinkin u needin'a toke
Please read the sign
Non-Smoking Section...
Ya section's ova there
if u really needa a smoke

Ms. Ku
© 2006,October 5

~*~Unknown~*~

The critique of critizing,
Which allows me to keep rising,
Somehow may be surprising,
But, I gotta keep utilizing..
Escaping into my own world..
Being my own gurl..
Relaxing and relaxtion,
Generating and generation,
I must go on, it's my temptation..
Confused ad definitely misunderstood..
Usually how it is in "my neck of da' wood"
But, still I rise.. like Maya Angelo,
I surpass and by-pass all lies..
And, I have a dream - like M.L.King
The trouble this crazy world will bring,
I would fly away IF I had wings..
But, there's so much more,
"Kno' wut I mean.."
It all can't be changed, it all can't be fixed,
It's a big mess, it's a big list..
But, together we can STOP it all,
In one word "GOD," with just one call..

~Nique #22

Back Where I Started....ku

There u are
Pulling at my memory
Tappin' at my recall
I've termed it refall
Cause I've fallen twice
It's not that you've made me weak
You've just made me think
& wonder, as I evaluate
what still exists
Never have i been so concerned
Causes me to feel unlike myself
So what do i do?
I throw my hands up in defeat
pour water on the heat
& move on even though
something is still stirring inside
Something that makes me daydream and drift
Something that makes me stare into complete space
Almost if by doing so things change
Hmmm, is all i can say sometimes
& sometimes nuthin at all
silence lingers and confirms my uncertainty
A mind that seems so filled
simultaneously feels so void
& even though i want conclusion
I just leave it open
I leave it open
only to realize that
things remain
& I'm back where I started

-Mz. Ku
(C) 2006

Caffiene...ku

Time for an upgrade
Got that new car smell to my game
Cuz i break down the poetry, dish it out & sign my name
I guess i'm just that caf-feine
A tru fiend for my poetry, an addiction?
Maybe..or @ least i'm in denial
but please don't deny my style
Why be so dead? yet u still breathing
Take a sip of my caffeine, 4 many a reasons
Where has the passion gone?
Some need a folgers fix to fix their excitement
but i'm forever ready to speak my mind
and share a little enlightment
Sip on ya cappucinos, & frap it if u may
Cuz i rap, write live it, & walk it each and everyday
I guess i get hype w/out a mountain's dew, or a Mocha's Loca
So if it calls for a caffeine fix & a table set 4 two
Gon head n call me caffeine cuz I live like i luv what i do

-Ku

It's Been A Min.

Guess who's bizzac..
It's Nique, u wonder where I been at??
I dropped da' pencil fa' a min..
But, it ain't ova', it ain't da' end..
I jus' took a quick pause..
So, I could cum bac' ill, & raw..
So, I'll guess dis' will b da' new edition..
Shut up, pay attention, & listen..
It's all in da' name, dis' ain't no game..
Crown me, & call it fame..
Thought I dropped off da' map..
Well, hell no dis' ain't a RAP..
So, I guess u thought I was finished..
I guess u thought mah rhymes deminished..
Naw, neva' dat.. I'm up 2 swing, I got da' bat..
Throw me a fast one, it'll b ova' & done..
Pass me da' ball, I'm up & ready 2 run..
I cum in first, neva' last..
I'm da' future NOT da' past..
So, I kno' its been a min..
But, dis' NOT a short story, it's a trend..

~Da' One & Only Nique #22

Haterz..

Why would u wanna HATE??

Wuts da' big deal of jus' not bein' u??
Y feel dat u wanna b sum one else too??
Sum things I jus' don't understand..
Sum things I jus' can't, sum things I can..
All I eva' wanted 2 b was me..
Focus man, can't u see..
I'm da' one & only Nique..
Alot of imitators, but not me..
I'm tru' & down for any of you..
I'm hear 2 make u all happy NOT blue..
There's really no need 2 HATE..
Cause, IF u're on tyme - u're neva' late..
Mad cause of wut I wear..
Mad cause of da' shyt u hear..
Understand I'm not ur enemy, I'm ur peer..
Whether u hate or NOT I'll still care..
In da' end it's all good..
Cause, IF u could help it..
I kno' deep down u would..

~Nique #22

Haterz..

Why would u wanna HATE??

Wuts da' big deal of jus' not bein' u??
Y feel dat u wanna b sum one else too??
Sum things I jus' don't understand..
Sum things I jus' can't, sum things I can..
All I eva' wanted 2 b was me..
Focus man, can't u see..
I'm da' one & only Nique..
Alot of imitators, but not me..
I'm tru' & down for any of you..
I'm hear 2 make u all happy NOT blue..
There's really no need 2 HATE..
Cause, IF u're on tyme - u're neva' late..
Mad cause of wut I wear..
Mad cause of da' shyt u hear..
Understand I'm not ur enemy, I'm ur peer..
Whether u hate or NOT I'll still care..
In da' end it's all good..
Cause, IF u could help it..
I kno' deep down u would..

~Nique #22

All the Time...ku

Good Times, all the time
Got me all excited like penny candy & block parties
Dominoes & card games
Atmosphere that'll put a dimple in your cheek
& a tap in ya feet
I still don't think ya'll hear me
Call me an ol soul if you like
Cause i'm moved by good writes
A romantic if u please
75 degrees, partly cloudy
Uncle got that guitar on his knee
Givin the blues, the blues
Ready for hide & go seek
strap up my jelly shoes
Back when u thought dandelions were roses
& to Granny they were
Time has ran past me 'n lapped me
& i think i saw it's blur
I miss then, but i appreciate it now
Still get it live, if only there were words to describe
Don't worry it's still 75 degrees, partly cloudy,
accompanied with a breeze
Good Times, All the time
Aint nuthin' changed....

How Long?.....ku

How long before I get there?
First stop….
Forgiveness for my sins
How wonderful a gift, once I’ve spent some time with self
& soak in borrowed wisdom
For now I no longer use my hope as a way out but a way to go farther
Promises of a definite power
Delivers me from my grief, the ultimate physician indeed
Never will intellect surpass only to cause
premonition & doubt
But the fuel to my faith that lingers throughout
Determination set inside of me to be a resident of a home on Eternity Lane
My life will either grant me permission or condemn me in the end
A two way street with only one successful route
Traveler with plenty of frequent flyer miles,
delivered from my trials
I’m just a passenger stoppin’ by
Ticket in hand, next stop……the sky

--Mz. Ku (c) 2006

Satisfied....ku

I met him… or her…. or it
& it was truly love
at first sight, touch, and smell
He… She…. or it didn’t find me
but I was guilty of searchin’
Feelin like a stalker lurkin,
I looked in between seat cushions and checked behind curtains
My heart was missing something,
but I had yet to find what it…. was
& not just because, everybody else had one,
I wanted one of my own
I wanted to shake hands with this stranger,
look it in its, his or her eyes
and say let’s dance in our thoughts,
and groove in our own skin again and again
Now for some reason
I looked and searched in every place
that he, she, or it did not exist
Backtracked and looked again
for I knew I must have missed… he, she, or it
Tapped shoulders of neighbors like “can u help me find…..”
umm, well, I didn’t even know myself,
so I continued as a soloist on my journey to find,
what I didn’t even kno I was lookin’ for
Disheartened with reminders of failure,
my search had ended, a product of nothingness….
For I looked high and low, out and about, under and through, up & over
& still could not find her, him, or it
But there was still one place I had not checked
I had failed to discover the inner,
and it had been there, all along
& now you’re wonderin’ what he, she, or it was…
for I had found the gift of song
& like a fiend I haven’t put the mic down since
Now that I use it I will neva lose it
Cause I’m satisfied with bein’
lost in my music……….my passion…

(c) 2006

Cherish The Day...Ku

I feel the need to the cherish this day
The air will never taste this sweet
The waters will never be so still
Cherish this moment, this hour, for every minute I feel
The need to yell and declare my love
A shaken can of soda pop
My inside thoughts of passion destine to pop
You’ve made me appreciate my clock
Look at the time, Better yet let’s just let it pass
You, my horn section, the boop and bip of my percussions
So play your flute as I turn pink with passion
Your touch softens my shell and chains my inner animal instincts
& then I think
As I cherish
In essence I’m just savin some for tomorrow…..

(C) 2006

$imply complic@ted>>>>ku

let me brief in my speech
but long lasting in action
slow in preparation
but quick in my deliverance
as I take my time but time doesn't take me
I presume a writer's stance & dance
my pen being my tango partner
my better half, that creates an even better whole
that gives and takes from a creative soul
then molds what can't be controlled
simply poetic, but prententious in thought
no longer searching for the missing pieces
just waiting to stumble upon
something more than wonderful....
-Ku (c) 2006

Me Then...by Ku

Warm,soft lips act as an alarm clock to my cheek
& just when my mornin' complaints begin to condemn my day to bleek
I stop & appreciate...God
I stop & smell life almost not wanting to exhale
I stare into emptiness as my mind takes me somewhere deep
& my body remains calm somewhere lost in between the sheets
I examine me from my head to my feet
Not Made In China, but Made For Heaven
Not Temporary Luv but 24/7
I love others cause, I fell in love with me one day
& today's my anniversary
I chose to be at peace
& release my soul from captivity
No longer afraid of what others assume
so i consume & resume....to bloom
Livin the life, & not mourning the mistakes
Lights, Camera, Action & i only got one take
Future ambitions these are, as i see me after my growth is complete
but because i'm human i need some work, that all begins with me
It may take heartache, loss, or even regret
but when it's all said & done i'm thankful for every lil bit
So i reflect on the future me to come & what will happen then
& then i realize now is when it all begins...

-Mz. Ku #21

Untitled...by ku

Looks like it's gonna rain,.... i'm talkin rain ....drops

& fallen thoughts, so hurry get the tin pans and cans

I clear my throat and, dead silence walks on in

sits before me and stares, i mean really, just stares

with my heart on my sleeve, I wish i could change clothes

& go just like a Roca Wear fashion show, but no

Cause I'm just like you and i feel what she feels over there

& i wanna say hey, it happened to you?, yea me too

But for now i just admire the courage of someone who is openly my clone

My heavens have shattered into microscopic pieces and lay on the sidewalks

But jus small enough, so a stranger couldn't gather a piece and take with him on his journey

Whew, thank God....

As i hide behind my stunta shades and brick soul

I wish I could easily take your pure love for more than false charms and scripted lines

But it'll take time, but how many more tick tocks do i got

Cause I'm luvin what others condemn, sometimes

So i go on as if there's nothing i feel, all the time

I see the beauty, but i also invision the evil

So as my lips stay locked

& my thoughts roam free

I ask what do I want from me

What do I , I...Me, the She that i know best,

want from me....as i hide from affection and love in all forms and shapes

I stop thinking and just do as I please.....

-Mz. Ku
(c) 2006

Work In Progress...by KU

My outside shell conveys, smiley faces and joyful eyes
& although my inside also shines
Warning signs of "to be continued", "be right back", & "do not touch"
Shield me like cloudy skies to the sun
for i am just a work in progess
halfway, almost, but not quite done
My eyes have yet to reach 20/20
for i have not yet seen my love before my eyes
My sense of smell not as keen
for i have yet to receive love's aroma in my dreams
My hearing a little dull
For i have not heard the sweet sound of luvabyes
My touch, faulty
Have yet to wipe tears from my love's eyes
Taste....haven't had my slice of luv pie
in the sky, or even tripped up on a luv high
just a virgin to it all
but steady and slowly i will end and win my race
working in progress to look upon my love's face
In no rush, for good things take time & may be hard to find
like pirates treasure, but no time can measure
the pleasure in the end
No need to transgress, or depress
For I am happily incomplete until i find the 1
that completes and no competition can compete
without defeat, just a work in progress
until I find my progressor....

-Ms. Ku
(c) June 2006

"Revolution"---ku

With our collective minds, we act as walking picket signs
Speaking our mission, Grabbing attentions
For many aren't quite ready to revolve,

Dispersing our Diaspora of motives
Pick up on this "fad"
Put on ya Hammer pants and let's dance
In this newness

Start a revolution, mentalities can't be broken
A new reason for hopin'
And not just empty wishes
Or hot air
You are your own director so declare action

Be let loose in ya mind
Sent free in ya soul
Just keep it on movin'
A walkin' Revolution....

-Shukura Z.
(c)2006

"The Insanity of Betrayal"

The insanity of the word: betrayal..
Meaning only never lasting..
Meaning only of no forgiveness..
The sad, sickening things - I miss..
The things you said you would never do..
To hurt me or to hurt you..
Life changes, decision making..
Fighting each other and retaliating..
The infamous thing I would never believe..
The many times you said you wouldn't leave..
Time and time again, told repeatedly..
Our friendship would never end..
Was it everyone else ruining us??
Or was it eventually lost trust??
Betrayed by you is like being cut sharp..
Picturing it all like a beautiful drawn art..
Something I may never get over..
Like our lives, and good times - brought to closure..
But, what will so soonly change??
What will so definely remain??
Our laughs and our smiles..
Or our distant frowns along the miles..
"I've stood up for mines," I said "sorry"
"I've been redeemed - you don't have to worry"
"I'm lost alone, I'm lost without you.."
But, somehow.. someway.. I will get through..

"Halftime" by Nique

"The game's just beginning.."
The game is live, and the crowds going wild..
Sounds from all over cheering me on..
Jumping for joy - yelling my name!
I can now proudly face this fame..
I walk onto the court,
Tucking in my shirt, tighten my J's..
Now, for all the fans who came to see and payed..
20 mins. left, where it all goes down..
Face your opponent, claim the rebound..
"D up Nique," steal that ball!!
Cross em' up, and make em' fall..
Offense is our best, pass me the ball,
Let's put it to the test..
Set up the play, make no mistakes..
Remember no game is complete w/o one or more fakes..
"It's crunch time.." naw playa "It's game time.."
We gonna lose? Naw, it's all in ya mind..
Down by 2, they got the rock..
Driving in, up w/the lay-up, and down w/the block..
I grab the ball, my time to shine..
Time to get my team out of this bind..
Should I take this "2" and tie it up?
Or swish this "3" and take it away..
My mind's made up, we winning this game!
3 secs. left and there's my release..
This half is at it's end..
Teammates say hello to our new win!

Back In Action by Nique

Gone for a while..
Lost along the miles..
Undergoing this much pain..
Trying to find my heart and remain..
The one and only me..
But, somehow not able to be free..
The sudden sensation deep down..
Let's me know, where I'll end up..
Six feet below ground..
But, something has to pull me thru..
Who will help other than you??
Help me to get "back in action"
Coming thru with the best satisfaction..
Depending on my goals..
Challenging my values and morals..
Something has to give me strength..
Something has to give me courage..
Allow me to learn how to believe..
I now want to get "back in action"
And, see the entire world's reaction..

Nique #22

4 the ♥ of $

Deny your blood,
Destroy others' flesh
Taint your temple
For the Love of it all has got many a minds whipped
Root of evil, nourishing a tree of those who don't fall far from their leaves
Now don't misconstrue the things I tell you
A mind weapon if you let it
Brain Washa, A soul growth stoppa
Cashin it in for a change that'll never add up
Your own god to serve
As it rips morals from your unconscious
The middle man to please the carnal mind
The flash of it all, for it what won't i do
As I shake my head in denial and confessions of I'd would never
Thrown out the window like yesterday's litter
All for the love of the mighty dollar
Too bad it can't embrace me back...

-Miss Ku (c) 2006

Every Little Bit Hurts by Nique

From the way you look at me..
The sharpness in your eyes..
It's so easy "don't you see.."
Why it seem you looking so surprised..
It's all the same, all a bunch of pain..
And, somehow I still failed to notice..
"Every little bit hurts.."
I feel I've been cursed..
Even the belief that you hit me..
Hurt me so bad deep down..
After giving you my heart and the key..
Thinking it was true love I found..
It's unfortunately so unfair..
To notice the fact "that you never cared"
"Every little bit hurts.."
And, still there's something worse..
My heart broken all into little pieces..
And, all this I kept inside "my little secret"
I guess it was the real you,
I seemed not to notice..
Too busy giving you the benefit of the doubt,
Long time ago, I should have been out..
But, just remember "every little bit hurts.."

What Gives You The Right by Nique

What gives you the right to misjudge me..
And, write me off the wall..
..wanting to dissolve and escape to a new dimension..
Wondering why for 18yrs, I've been paid NO attention..
You think you have the right to give me evil looks..
You think you can just take things before took..
You don't own me, and you can't afford me..
Unlike my ancestors, I'm not free..
What gives you the right to evaluate, and retaliate..
Tell me how to speak, and pronounciate..
I'm my own person, and this person I am..
Can argue, and punish you - forever withstand..
I'ma mastermind in my own screen..
I'ma writer, a creator, I'm my own team..
I need no help, no need for backup..
From the time we shook hands..
"I told you, what was up?!"
You have no right, it's sad you never will..
To realizing the fact, your words can't kill..
Supported significance, wrapped in rhymes..
You have no right, but you will in due time!!

And Then There Was 19...By Ku 4 Nique

Feelin like i've known this amazing talent for more than a while
When really I've jus shook hands wit ya poetry and was introduced to ya style
Ya flow, beholdin a swagga that says I'm here now jus listen
Got my ear & eye caught something i can't be missin'
I've seen you lift off and soar higher through ya words
& you've hugged me with ya prose
Warmed wit ya ideas even when i wasn't cold
I've met you through ya floetry and learned a little through ya pen
17, 18, and then.....there was 19, a new chapter
Feels as though i haven't been reading that long
Blessed me with ya poetic song, even turned the volume up
So as i sip from ya creative cup, & add a few ice cubes of my own jus to maintain ya fire, Keep the prose coming as the years go by grow old with ya poetry and live young in ya spirit, Happy Birthday Miss Nique, as I drop this annual lyric..I wish you the best now & in times to come---♥ ya!

- Ya P.P. (poetic patnah)-Miss Ku

REAL TALK....Ms. Ku ♥

Afraid of progression
Stunted growths like babies sippin mama's cup of caffeine
I can't stop now so flow with me
People's minds being smashed and conformed
Like a stick of doublement, destined to end up on the bottom of somebody's Timbs
Think 4 ya self...gurl please that's last Fall's trend along with accessories of integrity
As people become set in someone else's ways, no room to bend & then
They wonder why their ways are so Predictable, like the next word coming out of Mike Jone's mouth
A when you move, I move mentality
Creative juices gone dry, Drought in the forecast so release your parasols please
With the exception of a drizzle from the tears of a clown
Who has jus found--out his circus-styled life has no cash value
May I have my elbow room, & my breathing space
As I try and break down this real talk
We've all sipped from the cup of ignorance; but some swallow and ask for a second on the rocks
It's one thing to touch the fire not knowing of its wrath
But another to repeat well aware of its flare
Can I get a time out on the floor..full
Cause I'm surrounded by fools who open their mouths and prove me right
I'm not slashing, or bashin' jus speak'n real talk almost forgot what that sounds like
With deception and falsity as a national philosophy, I'm not surprised
But as I look in ya eyes, Past all the lies
I wanna spark up a conversation of real talk, care to join me?

Sleep..By Ku

To carnal minds & weepy souls
63 years are just not enough
Maybe not enough time to speak final thoughts
before time was up
But as you rest I felt ya last sigh of peace
warm air that spoke to me, say'n i've fought a good fight
& won the battle, so don't cry
I reminisce on the times we spent
as each one is a testimony of your heart
not that which pumps the blood,
but of that which gives everyone else around you the faith to live on
Footsteps heavenly yet special enough to touch earth
A mission accomplished, Well done, you've kept the faith while keepin ya helmet on tight,
So as you sleep through the night
Take your pillow of peace and turn it to the coolin side
as you flip ya comforter of rest
And bury yourself in the sheets of security
Sleep Grandma, Sleep like no one has ever slept before
as you enter heaven's doors
Don't save a place for me just look down and smile
As i start a journey of my own
Striving to be a soldier like you
No more counting sheep, or restless nights
Sleep the slumber of an angel
Peace, sweet peace...the best nap anyone can have

-ku
R.I.P Grandma 02/06/2006
(c) 2006

Suited Up For Life:.Ku

Passion filled as salty rivers flow from my face
Feeding off of every energy jumpin off in this place
Chants of spirit give my soul a feel of security
Caught up in the moment living it purely
Hand claps, and pats, and to the opposers a few verbal spats
A touch of cockiness, with a dash of class
4 quarters, 32 minutes now you do the math
More than a game but survival of the fittest
while trying to avoid bein the next victim on the hit list
Bodies flowing like wind beneath somebody's wings
As the "kwhoop" of the strings, stand up for a solo and sings
I love this game
Fourth quarter has came to soon
where do I go from here
On paper 12 marks my final year, my adios, ta tas for now
So as i take my final bow
More than a game of baskets and balls in a love affair
But as I strap up a pair
I recall First Quarter when I took up interest
2nd Quarter when I found who I was guarding
Halftime I brushed up on my game
3rd Quarter I really started playin
4th Quarter I sealed the deal and played "D" had it in the glove
No, I'm not talkin basketball, I'm talkin my First Love...

--Ku -hooper for life
(c) 2006

Break It Down..

Let me break it down for you one time.. Breaker, breaker 1, 9.. I'm tired of all this crime, tired of the violence, it's my turn to shine.. Too many gun shots, too many street, and corner drug blocks.. What is your life coming too.. why can't people get along?? Why, can't we start it just me and you?? It's a sad, sad story.. mama at home crying for God's glory.. Hoping one day things would change, hoping the love would remain.. It's a mess we live in, not enough good but much more sin.. Who gonna make a difference, who gonna start to make sense, somebody gotta stand up, yall gotta stop being so corrupt.. Stop turning your head, when someone you don't know end up dead.. Don't let the cops frisk you, and handcuff the innocent.. Don't let them make you stupid when you really intelligent.. Come together, stick together.. Prove that your gonna remain together through the good and bad weather..

Nique #22

The Color of Love..

The color of my soul, the color of my love..
The little things I can't step above..
Blue cold times, that chills my mind..
And, the red that hurts the most..
Burns deep within and close..
Brings tears to my eyes..
Then, later on more crys..
Yellow which brightens my days..
Which hardly ever stays..
Green which brings me down..
And, makes me sick..
I pray for this most of all,
To go away quick..
White which makes me so pale inside..
The things that make it so hard to survive..
The color of my soul, the color of my love..
The little things that I can't step above..
Purple which darkens my thoughts..
Which somehow put me in the fought..
Change which blinds me in all my mistakes..
And, notify's me a little too late..
Lastly, is the color of the black trend..
Which sadly brings my love to an end..

Nique #22