Love to diversify in all that I do. I love exploring and taking risk in sensible business ventures, because out there where nobody goes is what we call the infinate gold mines.
I love traveling seeing other cultures and experiencing their way of life. Music is my first love that I do 24/7, I love the old school more than anything because lyrically nothing today compares.
People say that's living in the past, well what's wrong with that if the world was more at peace?
I'm not religious. I believe the Most High gave us all the tools down here it's just that we use them for our detriment instead of for our enlightment. This is all that I can think of for now, I'll probably change this soon.
In the mean time enjoy some of my songs I added to my play list, believe me I got more in the vaults of soul.
The truth of the matter is
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Whether five-two or six-seven,
Yellow fabulous or chocolate heaven
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Long and lean
With deep brown eyes
Wavy hair or dreds
With strong thick thighs
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Bald head with goatee
Cornrows or a fade
A little thick, a little thin
Oh the choices to be made
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Scholarly or not
Wall Street or hip hop
I'll sing your praises
To the mountain top
Head of the home
Provider and love
Obedient and loving brother
There's nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
A mighty provider you've proven to be
Sacrificing your life to keep me free
Working for crumbs
When the table is bare
Praising the Lord
Leading the family in prayer
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Holding my hand
When fear emerges
Remaining faithful,
Suppressing your urges
Proving your strength
By turning the other cheek
Having high hopes
When the situation is bleak
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Treating me like the queen
I was born to be
Never disrespecting, dishonoring,
Or disgracing me
Giving me credit when it is due
Oh, dear bruh, how I honor and adore you
There is nothing more beautiful...
Than a godly black man!
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How have you been? Love that poem. Has a nice rhythm to it. Well written.
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It's been a minute, bruh! Hope your holidays were peaceful.
Love & hugs
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A Poem for You, my dear Bruh Kwame!
The truth of the matter is
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Whether five-two or six-seven,
Yellow fabulous or chocolate heaven
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Long and lean
With deep brown eyes
Wavy hair or dreds
With strong thick thighs
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Bald head with goatee
Cornrows or a fade
A little thick, a little thin
Oh the choices to be made
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Scholarly or not
Wall Street or hip hop
I'll sing your praises
To the mountain top
Head of the home
Provider and love
Obedient and loving brother
There's nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
A mighty provider you've proven to be
Sacrificing your life to keep me free
Working for crumbs
When the table is bare
Praising the Lord
Leading the family in prayer
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Holding my hand
When fear emerges
Remaining faithful,
Suppressing your urges
Proving your strength
By turning the other cheek
Having high hopes
When the situation is bleak
There is nothing more beautiful
Than a godly black man
Treating me like the queen
I was born to be
Never disrespecting, dishonoring,
Or disgracing me
Giving me credit when it is due
Oh, dear bruh, how I honor and adore you
There is nothing more beautiful...
Than a godly black man!
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