Shihan on Def Poetry Jam

Love …
That inner most deepest passion
That little piece of heaven
That sincere concern reeking thru your bones
The feeling of happiness in the mist of being alone
The little speck on a shirt that sticks out
What gives you comfort in the mist of hurt
The installation of genuine concern
Love is an automatic not just what u learn
To think of a world based on it
And I’m not talking bout the watered down definitions
But that 1corinthians 13:4-8 type love
That give up your life for a friend type love
That biblically script ion with each divine spirit in scripted
That wake up in the morning feeling uplifted
Placing you literally in my hear
The impossible that makes everything possible
Yea you know that if you need me I’ll be you hospital type love
That unselfish patient kind type love
That overcoming your mind type love
Yea that unconditional type love
This illogical theory which really seems like fiction makes the contrary wonder
What it would really be like in a world founded on God only way to get this love if God is ruler of your life

EMOTIONAL WRECK

What is this this feeling that I feel deep in my soul that is so ready to spill ? See …I've been here before you know , my heart for emptiness your expression of an even deal. why do I see unknown? Like a star that turns into a black hole that would explain the image of me, beautiful thing but scared of what it could be all because I cut control the feeling inside of me. Moved by every word that u speak , it was like u were put here to destroyed me impossible to train something u can't not identify love hurt pain so hypnotize Anxiety fear hurt happy sad all wrapped up.Im on a boat riding my emotions one wrong move and my emotions take over I keep stirring and stirring dodging every emotional ice berg ,fearing a tragic crash. Sinking into a sea of sadness im slowly sinking so my veins is filled with madness I try to rest but my bed is made of straight badgering trapped in my mind is the fear of being alone I would ask but the answer I seek is what I don't want to meet my feelings is so strong and if I tell u the truth and u let me down I could no longer hold on. I see myself as a grape that over time turns into liquor I once was sweet but being misunderstood has, has made me bitter or like a dime that fell behind the couch easily left behind or like silver tucked away I slowly lose my shine. See the battle begun in my mind I mis-communicated the things I valued see people never stop and ask me how I feel or Dani what's the deal? see it makes perfect sense to go on unnoticed to the world and think your no one when your emotion never leave your brain when the things u want aren’t there to situate. Lord I know u said don’t let my emotion control me but its way easier said then done trying to put it all together feeling kind of phony pretending not be just like everyone else fallen in to feelings of lust Trying to maintain but lord the bag is full and ready to bust I read your word because I know it’s so just but lord you have to get me out of this yes it’s a must seem to lose myself in the mere thought of a maybe escaping the logic of the situations see the right answer but afraid to face it learning that I can’t let my emotion define me because they could easily be played with tampered around inattentively letting my feelings being escalated my emotions is me and I hated .... so lord if I put all my emotion into u this feeling that I feel will u change it see what feels right can be so wrong when I feel I’m right here my emotions have me so far gone so is this just a trick of the enemy but lord u gave me these feeling u specially design them in me maybe if I was never expose these feelings they would still be unknown lord ill jus serve u until u make me over and these feelings gone

troy davis

SPEAK OUT Woke up this morning troubled about the Troy Davis situation. A black man put to death after being in jail over 20 years falsely accused of killing a police officer with evidence that he could have been innocent . To me this was a statement declaring that racism is alive in well . As the people begged for clemency the judge showed no remorse to this man who was begging to be heard . Animus was in the families heart of the victim , how can one expect true justice when a man is put to death after being told he may be the wrong guy ? This is truly outrageous , how can you consolidate unstable evidence? The family was impatient and cried out saying they now can rest knowing that the accuser is dead . There is never to little time to apply the skill obtain over years of studies to prosecute the right person. This was a belligerent act and signs of laziness . when did it become ok to just put people to death. I pray that their hearts will truly be trouble about the situation knowing that they may have killed the wrong guy but unfortunately its to late for Troy Davis . where are my civil rights leaders. Martin Luther king says “our lives begins to end the day we become silent “ so why doesn’t president Obama have anything to say about this . How much longer will we let this go on . How much longer will we be judge reprehensibly . Justice begins in us we are the change needed in this world but its up to us to SPEAK OUT

SECRETS

what if i told you i hold the key to unlock ur unlockable dream what if sounds werent sounds and everything happen quietly what if you stood out and your brain begun to speak if all your thoughts had a chance to bein seen what would u want me to read see thoughts are the most prize mystery an incentment of curiosity embedding in ur membrane even though its hard to believe not one thought is the same secrets are secrets because there untold secrets are the savest place of the unknown ...now what if secret was a person its transparent so youll jus walk right by if secret was a person lie would be its descise see its hurtful pain dwelling on the inside ironically secrets are harmful to the soul it eats u up time after time dont base ur life on a secret thats creatinly a crime like a death with out a murder its hard to describe it was so many secrets in my fam and if ignorants is blissed i had blisters for years never knew why i had to fight so many tears why cuz my mom and dad had an addiction and my pain is clear if it wasnt for the evidence there secret would be safe i dont care about ur secret i was a little gurl that didnt wanna find out jus wanted to play laid on the table sick yea i still remember that day i seem to re live that moment as though things never change secrets oh secrets jus go away whats done in the dark come to light eventually and why my parent chose to get high there secrets scared me for life yea u see the burn in my chest that says un loved you see the redness in my eyes from unexplainble pain you see the torn up feet from tryna run away spirtually brokens mentally stained thru the looking glass ur defintion of me never made the pain subside underneath all this is were the truth lies they too felt thrown to the dogs and gave up on life they didnt have that mother and fatherly love so it was there ownself they despise but i was your child unknown to the affliction that started there addiction id do any thing to have known there secret to have seen them as kids longing for love as i once was to reach out out and give them along hug mom and dad your secret is out now its no longer a secret but still to late to work out so imma stop this cycle of secrets created in our minds this horrible spirit hunting us this is right were it dies see i rebuke this generational curse we over come by our testiomony and learn real love thru the God we serve im throwing away ur secrets because there now exposed its over its ovver this chapter has been closed