In a Land of No Judgment

In a land of no judgment
I would stand in front of no man
Who thought I was any less of his self
We would accept each other as is
Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual,
Autistic, Retarded, Touched
Bipolar, Schizophrenic…
White, Black, Indian, Chinese, Mixed
Man or Woman
No one should
Have the upper hand
Over any person..
In a land of no judgment…

But here I stand
in a land called America
Where I am suppose to be free
To have free speech
And to bear arms
Where we are all
Supposed to be Christians
And praise the Lord
Destined to follow the Bible
That blatantly says
“God is the ultimate judge”
So why do people constantly judge?
When they don’t have a law degree
And if you ask me
Those that do
Should only have any say
In anybody’s judgment day

I’m tired of haters
I know they are motivation
But damn why they always
Trying to ruin other peoples day
To bring precipitation
Down pours..
I never forget my umbrella
but sometimes the wind blows
so hard..I can’t help but get wet
during these thunder storms
Caused by human nature

Yes I have been afflicted
By human natures hand
But I checked myself quickly
Returned to my own land
Of no judgment
So here I stand..
And every body
Is starring @ me…
Judging

Negativity

Negativity
Is like a drug
Once you start using it
…..to your advantage
It’s hard to stop
Because it pumps
Through your blood

I am a lyrical genius
I know I am
And I can’t be convinced
That I am any less
Because I write down
My truth
And how I see it
Even if it’s ugly
I’ll uncover it
Because this is
My therapy..
and I need it..

I desire peace
How can anyone
Carry negativity around
Constantly?
When most of the time
The others didn’t
Ask to hear it
But they spew it at others
Something like those
Jehova Witnesses
Like spreading negativity
Is their job
And they’re glad to do it

Negativity
Can enter a conversation
Because one is self consumed
When one believes
That everyone is concerned
About just only you

So you imagine that
Your own little audience
Is cheering you on
When in all actuality
They wish you would
Keep your own shit
On your own lawn

I was told as a child
To keep what goes on
In this house
@ home
Because it wasn’t
Anybody’s business
But ours…
I just don’t understand
How some people
Can just go around
Telling all of their
Personal business
Like they are proud

Body Tag

Take 1 or more clean body shots preferably your favorites.You can either simply just include the pictures or even better give some description of what it is you like about your naked body. Also what did you learn about your naked body that you never noticed before?The whole point is seeing your body the way others do. Fall in love with yourself all over again and recognize those not so perfect parts. I believe our bare skin is beautiful and is some of the most beautiful art created. Flaws and all. It's also a representation of who we are beneath the layers, facades, and fake laughs. It's who we are in our purist form.Keep the tag going. Pick 5 other bloggers to join in on the fun and tag them by including their names after your post and by leaving a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged. I think it would also be great if you would let the person who tagged you know once you have posted your pictures.

AS I ALWAYS SAY IF YOU ARE GONNA EASILY OFFENDED PLEASE TURN TO ANOTHER BROADCAST

I was tagged by GoBytch and DreamyC

I love my breast…

After I had baby girl I thought I would neverrr get my body back…

Bam…look at that 34 B… Breast feeding does a body good :)

I took this picture the day of the field trip..when I didn’t get to go..and had to change..

I think I need a bigger bikini top..the small bottom fits L

That’s what I don’t like about my body..is my small ass..It is in no way flat..just small..

I didn’t learn much about my body except that I was ashy a lil bit the day of that pic. I was running late remember I was going to grease up when I got there..lol *Great Tan*

So I’m tagging …you will know..

06.whatever day this is.08

Okay…So I feel like shit. I think I am coming down with the flu. My upper back is all achy, and my appetite is gone. And I think I screwed myself this morning when I called and said I would be leaving work early *after the field trip to Centennial Olympic Park*..but I was going to get to leave shortly after we got back anyway, cuz I would have been there since really early. Anyway here’s when the day went wrong…Something told me to call work…I told them I was going to be about 13 minutes late because I had to drop baby girl off, and haul my ass all the way to the other side of GA.* Anyway…They’re like yeah your staying here Shauna only has such and such many kids *less than 8 kids but I didn’t hear that part because after she said you’re staying here I tuned her out* lol..anyway I heard toddlers which made it even worse. I don’t change shitty diapers on kids who can tell me they want graham crackers and juice. I’m cool w/ not going on the field trip, but I don’t do diapers. Ew… I don’t have to go to work right away now though.. she’s like “Yah, just get here when you can.” After I told her I was already in my bathing suit and would need to change..because ya’ll know I had to go home after dropping baby girl off to grab a bra and some panties.

The sun has kissed
my most intimate parts
all over
my body
the sun has warmed my heart

your UV rays love me
I turn from light to dark
because you turn me on
from yellow to brown

My body drips
natural juices as I frolic
with you
I have to protect my eyes
because you are too intense
and if I didn’t
I couldn’t bear
to stand up to
you stretching out your rays
to kiss me

and my most intimate parts

L. Guess

You were the first man..to take my heart

And run away with it

You were also

the first man to ever break my heart..

Because I loved you…truly, madly, deeply..

You and my mother didn’t work out…

I was 5 years old..when you guys ended

And I thought I had lost you forever…

In my bedroom I cried that night

..when I heard

The last and final fight

But that wasn’t true

Til this day you’ve never abandoned me

You had to work in Detroit

You had to do what you had to do

But every 2 weeks

I was there, right w/ you…

It didn’t matter that you drank…

Because I know you went to war

Vietnam…And that’s what it did to you

It tore up your heart

But I am happy..

That you took that torture

That you loved my mother…

Enough to create me…

And to bring me upon this earth

….To influence me.

My poetry

Is imbedded within my soul

Which is here..

Because of you…

And if you feel like you’ve failed

You haven’t

Because I know..You love me…

Lenny G…



You have suffered

And I understand more than anyone

The pain of having the feeling of..

Being left by a parent…

She left you physically

In her bed..night gown white

You were by her side…

When her spirit left you…

And you cried.. for the last time

You allowed your self to feel

To hurt…

Which allowed you..

To emotionally..abandon me

But it’s cool..

Because everything happens for a reason

I’m the last of your 3 girls

You hoped

I would be a boy…

I played ball

I know how to catch

But I love shoes..and purses best

You understood that…

Thanks for ur respect..


I know you love me..

And I thank you…

For allowing yourself

To love..

To lay down..

Your soul

To create me…

And now I’m here

Guess my Legacy