Slater Hayes Podcast: Recent Episodes

Herman Veal

The Slater Hayes Podcast is designed to highlight the everyday occurrences of life via poetry and social commentary. They are poignant, insightful pieces that address all facets of the black experience with the desired outcome of evoking thought and conversation. Each piece directly or indirectly addresses various topics as experienced through the unique perspective of blacks. Each piece directly or indirectly addresses various topics as experienced through the unique perspective of blacks. Episodes are to be published each Sunday.

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Once again, I hear the electrical currents running behind/within the walls...

I DO NOT know about you'll, but my dreams are as vivid as the time I spend during what we consider as awake.

I am aware that throughout the past five years I have broached the subject of dancing colors, hearing the sound of electricity running through the walls, and many other things that may be considered as weird.

However, this episode...

"Escapades"

is my attempt to simply illuminate what I experience at a minimum of five times per week. No, it doesn't alarm me because it is now a familiar occurrence. The experience oftentimes becomes SO REAL that I have to literally convince myself that it is a dream.

OR IS IT...???

OUR SPIRIT...lLIVES!

PEACE!

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This piece, or the completion of this piece, occurred this morning. I started it several months ago while walking along the wooded path that I normally travel.

Admittedly, I have not been doing much walking lately. Nor have I been doing much writing.

However, that all changed on Friday, July 31 while lying in bed.

I HEARD the electricity running again-behind the walls.

I immediately jumped up and went straight to the notes section on my phone and located this untitled piece.

I knew there was no other name for it.

"Currents"

Not because of me once again hearing the electricity. But for the constant movement/evolution/constant work that GOD is always doing.

I do not know if indeed this is where the country is about take a turn and move away from the EVIL that seeks to consume us all...but I do KNOW that HE, as HE always has, is providing us with the ability to get on board and ride the current and become instrumental-a key component in the lives of others.

Again...we win...WE WIN!!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

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There are mothers who are condemned to needlessly cry throughout the land.

This time the focus is on the mother of Nolan Xavier Wells!

Say his name.

"Mama...It's Still Circling"

is a piece that seeks to illuminate the deaths of our young men and women whose lives are "snuffed out" without adequate explanation.

Whether the cause is alleged suicide or being seemingly abandoned on an island-no investigation or cursory explanation adequately soothes t minds of those left behind.

Now there seems to be no effort to lull US into believing that things have changed.

We know that things have not changed.

It is sadly evidenced by the torrent of tears that awash cities, towns, villages, and hamlets and that perpetually flow-seemingly intent to carry us into the past.

Still...we win...WE WIN!!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

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If you truly listen.,..

Along this journey we are often caught juggling numerous those things we want to hold to while seeking to determine the importance of each.

"Trifecta"

...again, a piece that called for me to revisit.

Because it addresses the quandary created by the vicissitudes of life and those things we ALLOW to rent, lease, and own that SPECIAL SPACE- within our minds.

As stated about many pieces I have published in the past...

SOMEONE NEEDS TO HEAR THIS!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

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If one did not believe that they would be impacted by...

"The Real"

...it certainly now should be abundantly clear by the rulings handed down by the Supreme Court of the United States on yesterday-June 25,2026 that there decisions are PURPOSELY INTENDED to impact ALL PERSONS of color, the marginalized, and the disproportionally affected.

This ruling, and the as yet unannounced ruling on birthright citizenship, is purposely creating a GREAT DEAL of anxiety throughout the land.

This rulings intended consequence is also meant to create a spirit of despair and despondency within persons of color-irrespective of their citizenship status.

I have already heard it..."if they can do it to them, they can do it to us, also".

Anxiety leads to decisions that oftentimes are not in one's best interest-another one of their desires

I REMAIN HOPEFUL...because I KNOW that ...we win...WE WIN".

And there is NOTHING-NO THING that anyone and the evil that their heart's contain can do about it.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

Irrespective of the statement that is conveyed or the policy that "mainstream" society seeks to implement, one of the inevitable victims of their discourse and policies are our youth.

The impact of the trauma to which our children are consistently subjected is undebatable and immeasurable.

"The Real"

highlights the fear created by the potential for physical abuse. But more importantly, it scratches the surface of the emotional impact that is cast upon our children by those who they are oftentimes taught to respect and trust.

We may not see the manifestations of this emotional trauma for years.

However, if the past is indeed a barometer for our future- just as we experienced the societal behaviors of those born to the crack epidemic, we are now, in many ways, experiencing the maladjusted behaviors incubated within the isolation and trauma created by the pandemic.

Only time will reveal the behaviors that are now incubating within the youth who have experienced and are witnessing the actions been demonstrated by federal ICE officers.

It is important that we recognize that all the abhorrent things to which we oftentimes purposely subject our children will someday manifest and directly impact our children's lives and the lives of so many in the future.

Think hard...

Are those future actions something we truly desire, or do we simply DO NOT CARE?

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

I must admit, the inspiration for this piece came to me as I listened to a dynamic message being delivered on last Sunday.

I know if you have attended church, even once, that you were left wondering if the preacher was speaking directly to you.

I am convinced that the preacher, to whom I listened, was indeed speaking to me. He spoke to me by using the story of Nehemiah and how he exhorted the people of Jerusalem to pray, but also to gird themselves and HE, GOD, would do HIS work in and through them.

"Stay On the Wall"

is a source of self-motivation and a source of encouragement to ALL to stay in this fight that we are now experiencing and utilize prayer but to also utilize the specific individual gifts that have been bestowed on each of US...

So, as you exit your prayer closet, thank GOD, and then proceed to do HIS work, THE WORK, in the manner that he has gifted you.

Remember, no gift is the same, but ALL can be used to the benefit of the KINGDOM.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

The Bible in Proverbs 22:6, addresses what will happen if we

"Train Up a Child"

Unfortunately, there are those, many more than we care to fathom, who are training up their children to HATE and encouraging them through their actions to not afford those that don't resemble them the same courtesies as those that do.

In fact, there are those who would rather afford animals more courtesy than other humans.

Unfortunately, though well aware that this type of behavior is prevalent and is being exhibited at a more alarming rate, I experienced it first hand while out for my morning walk.

There is a plague that is creeping throughout society and it is seeking to consume more and more at earlier ages.

DO NOT SUCCUMB TO IT.

DO NOT INDOCTRINATE NOR ALLOW YOUR CHILDREN to become INDOCTRINATED by persons or groups into the scourge of HATRED.

MORE IMPORTANTLY, DO NOT INDOCTRINATE THEM YOURSELVES!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

** As a source of encouragement, and a challenge-I complete 4-7.5 miles walking, DAILY. Find your niche as it relates to physical activity, and GET 'ER DONE****

We have STOOD against aggression and oppression again and again. It may seem that there are those among US who do not understand the history of our struggle, nor the depths of our fortitude.

However, even if the spirit of solidarity appears disjointed at this time...make no mistake

WE WIN!

So, conjure up all the nefarious plots that you can=GET YOUR ROCKS COMPLETELY OFF!!

For the plot line to this extended dramatic episode SHALL reach an abrupt end, and all those who participated in carrying out its plotline will seek to scurry into their former places of hiding-in fear that all those twisted things that they sought to cast upon the marginalized and the disproportionately affected will be meted out against them.

Maybe, acts of ...

"Unbridled Hatred"

will then be carried out against them...

MAYBE IT WILL, MAYBE IT WON"T.

Now, just think, the mere thought of that is the way millions are left to exist, daily.

SHAME...SHAME...SHAME!!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

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As many of you may deduce, the piece to which you just listened was inspired by all the scurrilous actions being perpetrated against our children within the public schools of this nation by a system that portends to care about the education of its youth.

The litany of policies that have been imposed deeply contrast any assertion that the education of our public school youth is high on the list of priorities.

There is only one thing that is demonstrated by the new polices implemented by this administration, via its Department of Education.

"Unbridled Hatred"

...this piece not only speaks to those policies but what is intended by them. This administration seeks to wreak havoc, and cause dependency, at an early age, within our youth, so that they will he unprepared to meet the challenges of the future.

The person or persons who is responsible for these new policies is diabolical and truly possesses a level of EVIL that I cannot adequately capture in words.

I have but one admonition to those that read this and listen. Pass it on because EVIL now not only seeks to impact the lives of adults-they are now seeking to negatively impact our precious children by robbing them of the very thing that will propel them to success throughout their respective journey's-an education.

REMEMBER THIS THOUGH...

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

I was privileged to participate in a lunch with a few high school friends several weeks ago.

It was also an honor to have one of the parents of my friends in attendance. I hesitate to use any names because I have not received permission to use his name at the time of writing this.

If the intent of the OUR SPIRIT...LIVES campaign could be bottled-what I experienced during our brief encounter is the EXACT PREMISE of what would be captured.

I learned so much in such a little time. I learned that the gentleman with whom I was engaged in conversation attended the same high school as my uncle, JW, and that he knew several of my other uncles and relatives.

More importantly, I obtained valuable wisdom of what was occurring in my hometown of Jackson, Mississippi during the Civil Rights Movement.

It would be impossible to convey the level and the value of what was conveyed to me in such a small space.

However, I can convey this...

"It Tolls for Thee"

is demonstrative of what was conveyed. My conversation and the tenor of this piece is exactly what is needed to address the RACIST diatribe that ws spewed by Senator Eric Schmitt(R) of Missouri.

No, this piece WAS NOT written in response to his hateful utterances. In fact, I was inspired to write it before having any knowledge of what he conveyed.

However, make NO MISTAKE-there are NO COINCIDENCES with the HOLY SPIRIT.

My conversation with one of my esteemed elders and the inspiration to write this piece totally align with what is supremely necessary within our community. Discourse with our elders, the conveyance of OUR HISTORY, and more importantly, a sensitive ear to hear, listen, and follow the unction inspired by the Spirit are not only valued but imperative at this specific juncture in time.

From what I learned...those who seek to turn back the hands of time should be very careful that they are not poking a bear that is totally unreceptive to revisiting and or experiencing times previously cast upon them.

Additionally, those of US who know and seek to further learn of our history are neither receptive nor willing to suffer the experiences of our ancestors.

So while seeking to ring that bell of hatred and incite the like-minded, make sure you are HIGHLY CONFIDENT for whom it truly tolls.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!!

Yea, we are all to blame. All of my people that is. Even those who were sure to convey the messages of our past to our youth.

Why did you not ensure that that message was conveyed to little Francine, that baby from up the street who you knew was not being educated.

If you listened to this piece, then you know I laid a great deal of the neglect at the feet of my generation.

"Equal Portion"

is my acceptance of what we did. However, it is not an acceptance that there should not be an attempt to make amends. Yes, I am aware that those who should have benefitted from our teachings are now grown. However, there is always the generations that are thirsting for the knowledge that we possess.

Ask yourselves...what am I NOW DOING to rectify my shortcomings of the past?

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

Just as it was thought that we had turned the corner and left many things that were thought never to be experienced again, that thing called time seems intent on boomeranging.

There are many who are determined to not see time repeat itself. Just as that voice that is carried across cavernous spaces and is returned

"Within the Echoes"

so are the actions now being experienced reminiscent to the heinous actions that once terrorized many among us. Those who were perhaps babes are now hearing the echoes that are vaguely familiar.

However, this time, they are afforded the opportunity to respond in a manner not quite similar to the responses of their ancestors and their younger selves.

I have heard in no uncertain terms that there will be no return to the nefarious actions of the past. I have heard that "we are not our ancestors."

It seems that those echoes-those reverberating within the ears of those who identify them as being eerily familiar, have hardened the hearts and the responses of those who now positively identify them as being more than familiar, but now identify them as the pleading wails of themselves and mom and pops.

THEY HAVE DETERMINED that things will indeed be different this time.

I PRAY that those who possess a desire for the past quickly realize that this is 2025, and that people refuse to be victimized, yet again!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!!

Approximately 75 million Americans were fully aware of the person for whom they cast their ballot on November 5, 2024. And now WE are reaping the fruit of that fateful decision.

They knew!

Millions of others who opposed that person tried desperately to sway opinions prior to the election, obviously to no avail.

The results of the decision made on that ominous day are now reverberating throughout the world. It serves as the perfect exemplar as to what to expect...

"Bad Seed, Bad Harvest"

...when one plants bad seed, one should expect a bad harvest.

Seeds of hatred were planted hundreds of years ago and has been nurtured faithfully ever since.

Unfortunately, for many what they are now reaping from those sown seeds are not what was desired. Many of his supporters are now running around literally pulling their hair out because of the executive actions that are now being implemented that are also deleteriously affecting their lives.

It seems that when many of his supporters cast their ballots, they envisioned that all of the awful things that he was proposing were intended for others. There was an attitude of certainty that exuded from so many- surely, he would not harm his supporters in any way.

Let's face it. Many cast their ballots for that guy for one sole reason...Hatred for persons of color.

I can now unequivocally state that they are now finding out that his consideration for them, his supporters, carries no sway with this guy who has been possessed with a narcissistic evil that is unparalleled in modern times.

Take note when making your choice for the mid-terms...please stop harvesting from within the area as you did to unearth this current guy-for there are many eagerly awaiting their opportunity to continue, or even worsen, what is now being experienced.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

"Oil Slick"

something we are thought to unintentionally cause and that devastates far beyond what is within view of the naked eye; A thing for which the person responsible is reluctant to assume any responsibility.

That is my definition of that term. However, I believe it fully describes those who are now more than upset that they cast themselves into this despicable mire in which WE ALL find ourselves.

Understand, those that entered the polls on that fateful day, November 4, 2024, were fully aware of what they were doing . They were also fully aware of the policies and many of the executive orders that were set to be implemented if their chosen candidate won the election.

There was one thing pf which they were also certain. NONE of the abominable actions that we are now seeing would affect them, their families, friends, or associates.

However, there were a GREAT number that were aware. My wife, Marjorie referred to them several years ago as those whose "racism outweighs their sensibilities". I think that is a great way to reference them. Those people who DON'T CARE as long as they can perceive themselves as being in a higher position than the "nigger"

We now find ourselves, as does MANY of THEM, now caught in a quagmire that is pulling us deeper into an abyss that, if left unchecked, will destroy the lives of millions.

Some are already experiencing untold setbacks that are negatively affecting their lives.

I am not a perpetuator of doom. However, it is well past time that we start shining the bright light on all who are aiding in any of us being cast into that thing which, if left unabated, is going to require MORE DAWN than we can ever produce.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

I was led to write this piece approximately 3 weeks ago. I did not even give it a title because I was not inspired to attach one to it. And then...

I sat in on a community meeting this past Tuesday, July 15th. What I witnessed was truly astounding and as I was preparing an episode for tomorrow-it dawned on me that the untitled piece from several weeks ago was ideal for what I witnessed.

"The Heart Don't Lie"

lays out what happens when persons are only concerned with their selfish desires. Supposed friendships are easily cast aside and the needs of others are quickly discounted. As I stated-I witnessed it with my 2 eyes and heard them with my own big ears.

Neighbors were so intent to express their dismay and divulge what was in their hearts that those who feared and allegedly despise any form of censorship lined up in droves to express their supposed individual thoughts.

It was more than apparent that there was collusion at work.

Their prepared dissertations ventured into comments about confederate monuments, the renaming of military bases and a number of other things that strayed from the issue at hand. Their banter became increasingly disturbing because it seemed to be directed towards the Black attendees-none of whom were instrumental in bringing the issue to the Homeowners Association (HOA). However, a number of the Black residents were in support of the petition because of the incessant playing of specific political programming at the clubhouse and the fear that several verbal altercations were the precursor to actual physical assaults.

I know that alleged friendships have ended due to the rhetoric that was dispensed. However, I remain hopeful that there will be a softening of hearts and that the words of the 2nd highest commandment prevail...LOVE THY NEIGHBOR!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

JULY 13, 2025

"FEARS of SLIPPAGE II--I oftentimes find myself referring to a number of my previously published pieces. It seems that when I do, I find myself sometimes shocked at the relevance they possess now, moreso than when they were previously published.

One thing has not changed ...the persons that continue to bombard us with the myriad problems that are casting us further into the abyss have remained the same.

That barn door that I referenced as being opened is now completely and essentially totally removed from its hinges.

Everything in the corresponding description that was written for "Fears of Slippage" continue to exist with this one exception-things have become MARKEDLY WORSE.

DON'T STOP READING THOUGH! Continue to adhere to the admonitions that I previously presented and we will find ourselves in the positions for which we were created.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!

PEACE!

Their opposition has become even more prevalent since they opened the barn door and welcomed the personality and mindset of their current leader into office at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

"The Fears of Slippage"

identifies the various movements that White Men have been the common obstacle/denominator to those movements being legislated, implemented and attaining their desired goals.

We now are being bombarded by a torrent of executive orders that seek to return Blacks, Persons of Color, LGBTQ+, Women, the Disabled and the entire populace of the marginalized and disproportionately affected to that time that preceded all acts of legislation that sought to level the playing field for the aforementioned.

Why, I ask, do you think that many in Congress are vociferously cheering on the actions of a would-be dictator? The simple answer, they are white men who possess the same desires.

We must recognize and stand on the fact that we have been challenged before and demonstrate the resilience of our ancestors. We must also learn to exercise the spirit of cooperation and collaboration among each of the groups listed in order to overcome what we are now facing.

In short, we must coalesce and seek to impact the one thing that has driven the white man's actions throughout the annals of time...MONEY!!!

Let's get busy doing just that!!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

"...and yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil for thou art with me..."

The above, one of the most quoted and remembered scriptural passages is surely being recited at this specific moment in time-be it audibly or within the hearts of man.

'Fear Not"

the WORD let's us know that we will indeed endure trouble and troubling times. I certainly believe that we are in the very midst of a storm at this present time.

I firmly believe that GOD will get the glory from each and everything that is occurring, and from the evil intent of the legislation that was signed into law this past week. Many of those who cast a yea vote are already expressing angst that the bill which they signed may have too much of a negative effect on too many.

Honestly, none of what is occurring comes as a surprise to me. Additionally, none of what is going to occur will be a surprise either.

I have an admonition for all. Be prepared! Not simply for those things that will occur that will create angst. Be prepared for the tremendous onslaught of those extending outstretched hands in a spirit of SOLIDARITY. Many who have never considered the plight of their neighbors will find themselves extending themselves in order to serve their neighbors and create a spirit of camaraderie that was never intended.

It will truly be a time to rejoice. DO NOT allow what has occurred in the long ago past and recently, from preventing you from seeing/experiencing the wondrous events that are to come.

FEAR NOT!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

...and it yet persists.

WHY, you ask?

Because there are those among us who relish the idea of maintaining privilege and are always joyful in denying others access to what they have.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

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Some may find joy that this place called the UNITED STATES of AMERICA is experiencing, to put it mildly, a rough patch.

Some may laugh at those who consider this a rough patch and will extol many of those things that they deem as long ovverdue.

"Rapid Decline"
was inspired during the waning stages of the first administration of the person now occupying 1600 Pennsylvania Ave.

The manner in which he spoke of minorities, women, the marginalized, the disproportionately affected, and other countries was oftentimes the conversation of residents from various countries as we travelled.
I oftentimes wondered if they REALLY KNEW the extent of the vitriol that Americans were experiencing.

I say this all to highlight that this country has lost its luster throughout the world.
The current administration within its first week has quickly worked to further dull the glow from this place that was the envy of countries worldwide.

Sure, many will continue to kowtow simply to ensure the economic benefits extended by ....

OOPS, TOO LATE...

ALL FINANCIAL ASSISTANCE HAS BEEN SUSPENDED FOR NINETY DAYS!!!

LET the GROVELLING and the ILLEGAL BENEFITS BEGIN!!!

OUR SPURIT...LIVES

PEACE!!!

I republish this piece because it is now EVEN MORE ABUNDANTLY CLEAR that we are in DIRE NEED of ...

"The Power of Oneness"

It is abundantly clear that the decision to bomb Iran was executed with three-fold purpose. The first rationale being to prove himself strong to the world and his cronies Vladimir Putin and Xi Jinping by demonstrating our military might.

The second is to salve his ego by conveying his bravado through the use of military force in Iran-an area that has been deemed as "hands off" by his predecessors.

The third is the tried-and-true use of military force, that puts us perilously close to initiating a wider conflagration in the middle east, in hopes of provoking the American public to that place of solidarity and to stand with him, as we have with others in his position, in a spirit of patriotism.

He is aware that there will be those who are full-throated in their opposition to his actions, but he is firm in his belief that patriotism will rule the day.

I am in AGREEMENT. Patriotism should rule the day. We should demonstrate it by standing firm in our opposition to this Wanna-Be dictator who seeks to expand his authoritarian rule throughout the world.

When is anyone within Congress going to find the fortitude and stand against these wanton acts that clearly violate that document that many among them once seemed to hold in such esteem-The United States Constitution?

I ask that question. However, please do not hold your breath.

IT IS UP TO US!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

There are those among us who possess an intense desire for a king. Clearly, they are unfamiliar with the plight of the Israelites that made their intense desires known in 1 Samuel 8.

Well, I am familiar with that particular scripture, and I am also familiar with the results of their wishes.

What we are now witnessing here in these states united is a movement, A movement that will ultimately result in the exact opposite of the desires of an administration that is hell-bent on creating division and exacting retribution against those viewed as enemies.

"The Power of Oneness"

is a testament and a prelude to what will eventually evolve into a groundswell that will prove to sycophants and spineless politicians, that are set on dismantling this democratic republic and turn it into a dictatorship, that the spirit of solidarity that they are promulgating throughout this land will not be held in abeyance.

It is reprehensible that so many among us have adopted the mindset of an autocratic 'wannabe" whose entire existence is steeped in hatred.

I KNOW what I have envisioned, and it is in total contradiction to those desires.

Standby, there is might in unity. POWER IN SOLIDARITY!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Water cannons in LA. Eerily reminiscent of the hoses and dogs loosed upon those protesting for Civil Rights in Birmingham.

Make no mistake. there is an obvious attempt to create a circumstance that will dictate evoking Posse Comitatus, so that its subsequent usage will not be questioned throughout the nation. The mere thought of American Military troops being used to suppress lawful protests-and make no mistake that if they are used in the current situation-they will be used again, should send chills down the spine of EVERY American, irrespective of one's ethnicity.

Additionally, if the current circumstances do not move those who are affected to willingly stand in solidarity with their neighbors, then this democratic republic will find itself moving precariously closer to the brink of total collapse.

Make the correlation between what is occurring now and what we have endured.

"When Wondering What to Tell Them"

TELL THEM...

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES

PEACE!!

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ADMONISHING ALL-ONCE AGAIN...TELL THEM!!!

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Re-posting this piece from last week. Prayerfully, we all will use this as an impetus and a starting point for the beginning of much needed conversation.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!

I am one of those who no longer possesses the capacity of reaching for the phone and hearing my beautiful mother's voice on the other end. She now rests in the arms of the Lord. However, there are those of you who still can cherish those precious moments.

PLEASE CHERISH THEM.

On this day, just as I stated during my intro, I usually share a piece to celebrate my mom that is entitled "Not By My Might". For those who look forward to it, especially my family, it can still be found on my website.

Instead, on this day, I chose to share a piece entitled

"When Wondering What to Tell Them"

essentially addresses the subject matter that was shared with us regarding our culture and heritage through the stories and teachings that were conveyed by our moms, pops, grandparents, and others who played an integral part in our upbringing.

Sadly, my generation dropped the baton as it relates to conveying those stories to our children and the youth with whom we interacted during their formative years.

My mom would be extremely excited that I am seeking to illuminate our failures by calling upon ALL who will listen to not allow another generation to be uneducated to the rich history of our culture and the struggles that we had to endure. Oftentimes at the hands of those who intentionally sought to inflict as much pain and hardship upon us that they could.

We cannot become victims of the "IT IS WHAT IT IS" attitudes that are becoming more and more prevalent within our communities.

WE ARE NOT QUITTERS and we SHALL NOT willingly acquiesce to a culture that seeks to erase our tremendous achievements.

WE CAN PREVENT the further erosion of our history by actively seeking to educate as many, children, youths, young adults- anyone who is willing to listen to those things concerning our true and rich history.

This is my way of attempting to do my part!

WE MUST call upon the spirits that have been imbued unto us through our ancestors and walk in the everlasting knowledge that ...

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

The methods by which mainstream seeks to negatively affect our very existence is ever evolving.

This piece, previously published, calls out the various methods and is a prelude to subsequent episodes that will illuminate the evolution of the method(s) that are affecting US and those who find themselves outside...looking in.

"A Chosen Vicious Cycle" was originally published on 04-25-2021.

I republish it today in memory of Brianna Marie Grier. A victim of this continuing cycle. Imagine...she slid to her death from the back seat of a moving police cruiser.

Frederick Douglas in his historic speech, "What the Black Man Wants" delivered before the Massachusetts Anti-Slavery Society, just days before the end of the Civil War, recognized that the Black man is faced with many obstacles.

Though his words during that speech are primarily associated with "suffrage"-they can be utilized to address the myriad obstacles with which we are subjected during OUR experience.

Chief among those obstacles is the prevalence of a " malignancy of hatred' that is being projected upon us by generation after generation of whites.

We, as a people, must recognize that silence regarding those things, and actions that rob us of our inherent rights, must be addressed at the time of their occurrence. Too often we assume that someone else will address the issue and it is allowed to fester and evolve into something that far exceeds its' life expectancy.
Ruminate on the following...
" No class of man can, without insulting their own nature, be content with any deprivation of their rights". (F. Douglas-"What the Black Man Wants", 1865)

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE

"Holding On"

...hopefully not going through life and failing to realize that CHRIST is where we should place all our faith and from whom we should seek to be FILLED!!

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

What better day to diiscuss the scourge that has affcted this land?

Easter Sunday.

A day when alleged christians throughout the world acknowledge the RISEN CHRIST and allegedly celebrate and demonstrate an appreciation for the sacrifice that was made for the world on the cross.

An unselfish act that was filled with forgiveness for us through the shedding of blood and the washing away of our sins through that blood.

It seems that many among us who profess a desire to live a life that represents Christ somehow managed to keep one particular component free from the wondrous working power of the blood.

"In Perpetuity"

addresses that unwashed component.

There are those who manage to harbor this component and are intent on recruiting acolytes, wherever they may be, and riling them up to the point that they become hell-bent on demonstrating what was seemingly safely tucked away from the public.

However, this particular component has demonstrated that when given space, opportunity and the seemingly inherent desires of far too many, that it can thrive, prosper, and continue to grow.

I am certain that there are those among us that indeed continue to harbor this component. It is my prayer that that they will somehow manage to avail it to the STILL miracle working powers of the blood so that it can be washed away and free them from it.

HAPPY EASTER....and let us all truly make an honest attempt to be TRUE EXEMPLARS of what it means to be a CHRISTIAN.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES

PEACE!!!

"Never Defeated"

is another testament to the resilience of my people. More importantly, it highlights what everyone, especially those declared as lesser than, by those who are seemingly hell-bent on returning US, and all deemed as unworthy, to that place where they are salivating to ensure we return ...beneath their feet.

There are those who never considered that they would be experiencing some of the anguish that they are now experiencing. Apparently a number of persons thought that all the nefarious things that were being envisioned were only to be utilized against persons of color.

Some may have grown tired of me harping on the issues with which WE are now confronted.

My admonition to you is to "GET OVER IT" because I will continue to use my voice and every other thing with which GOD has put at my disposal to continue to call out the wrongs perpetrated against us and those deemed as lesser-than. YES, that includes all ethnicities.

We have to begin to stress the importance of SOLIDARITY at this specific juncture.

From this point forward, please know that when I close out with...OUR SPIRIT... LIVES...PEACE, it is a battle cry for all who now find themselves having to rely on the resilience and intestinal fortitude of those who came before them.

Certainly, I am aware that this system was designed to impede our progress and success.

However, that is why we are in an ideal space to help shape the future for our descendants. More importantly, we are now in a space of familiarity. A place that OTHERS are certain to require assistance in navigating all that is being intentionally set before them.

REMEMBER, we have been here...

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

The content is the same. Simply trying what I have learned. A slow process...BUT GOD!!

Hey, that realization applies in all aspects of this life...doesn't it???

The correlation with what is occurring all around us is unmistakable to a piece that I published back in June of 2024.

"Remnants"

is a piece related to how America has allowed, NO INVITED, the actions that are now overtaking seemingly every aspect of our lives.

We have a choice. We can bury our heads in the sand, or we can heed those attempts to organize, voice our collective displeasure, or actually participate in the widespread call to boycott on certain days.

The first wide scale event is February 28. There is a call to stay at home and KEEP our money in our pockets. Let's show them the ECONOMIC MIGHT of OUR DOLLAR.

We all know that what drives our current circumstance. Let's hit them in the only place that seems to matter to them...THE HIP PPOCKET!!!

ARE YOU IN???

Let's do our part to prevent this scourge from becoming even mor sticky than it already is...

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

The proverbial horse left the barn quite some time ago.

Initially, there were those who sought to return it to its' rightful place, all to no avail.

Now, those who were secretly desiring that the horse would not be captured and contained have been emboldened and are seemingly willing to engage in armed battle to ensure that it is never again confined.

"Remnant"
is a piece that was inspired by the political occurrences within this country.
Yes, it is intentional that I do not use OUR country because it is abundantly clear that there are those among us that desire that WE never experience the inherent rights granted to us as human beings. Nor do they want us to experience those rights allegedly guaranteed by the constitution.

WE MUST acknowledge that there is ill intent in the minds of many directed towards us.

I pray that we don't become so complacent and indifferent that we fail to exercise our RIGHT TO VOTE in order to counter this blatant attempt to deprive US of all that was attained through the BLOOD, SWEAT and TEARS of our ancestors.

*Thank you, Aunt Lois, for encouraging me regarding the importance of who is reached and what is accomplished through the Spoken Word. I am so happy that you called me and shared that my words reminded you of your dad, RT Arnold. I am proud to carry on his legacy.

We lost you on May 20th. May your spirit REST in the arms of OUR LORD.
We love and miss you!!**

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

We all have one...

"Purpose"

or two, three, maybe even a limitless number of things that we have "been called' to do.

There is one thing of which I am certain. Simply because we feel that we have fulfilled that one thing for which we are certain we were called, does not mean that there are not other "PURPOSES" for us to fulfill.

I am aware that I have written several descriptions and have written several inspired pieces that highlight the importance of purpose.

I can not seem to dismiss it from my mind. It seems that every where I look or focus my attention, there is something that is illuminated and causes me to make a correlation with everything that is now before US.

I have an admonition for anyone who is reading this. Do not allow complacency, negativity from friends, family, or that spirit to quit to keep you from accomplishing "that thing", or THINGS, that God has PURPOSED for you and ONLY YOU!!

Don't consider a tangible accomplishment as the only thing for which you can have an assignment of purpose.

Look beyond the tangible and envision the difference that you, and ONLY YOU, can make in the life of an individual or individuals simply by providing encouragement....

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

It is becoming easier and easier for many of US to undergo a

"Desensitization"

in light of the numerous affronts to our human and civil rights. One of the primary goals of what is occurring now is for US to become numb in hopes of US totally accepting what is being perpetrated.

If you have considered giving up , then in blunt terms, someone needs to give you a REAL ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT

NOW IS NOT THE TIME to acquiesce and roll over on our stomachs and give in to what is being perpetrated against US.

We must call upon that strength that was sown within US by our ancestors and RISE.

Rise against the adversity that is being perpetrated against US and that which is to come.

As we RISE, remember to grab that person that is alongside US, irrespective of their ethnicity, and bring them along-because it is going to take EACH and EVERYONE of us to eradicate the systems that are being put in place to negatively affect OUR LIVES.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

I must say that NONE of what we are witnessing surprises me because I have been made privy to it through the inspired words that I have shared with you all over the last 4 years, and now at the beginning of my 5th season.

"Montgomery to Selma"

is no exception.

I think I made a previous attempt to publish a rendition of this piece by making a reel. On this morning, I was lead back to this piece...added the words given me and, voila.

I thank GOD for the move of the HOLY SPIRIT within me!

I am hopeful that the one person for whom this specific piece is intended will hear it and allow it to touch that place where it was designed to touch.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Isolationism- it's being promoted on a national level and the entire mindset of what can be attained through individualism is being promoted even to our kindergarteners.

I wonder what is to become of this nation and our youth if this individualistic mindset is left to grow -unchecked.

"Who You Traveling With"

is a piece that flowed from my fingertips after a week of listening to college students during a recent trip to my alma mater, the University of Maryland at College Park.

As I watched the basketball team, I was amazed at how many students and graduates seemed to focus on the accolades of the individual player as opposed to the success of the team as a whole.

Somehow, team sports, just as life, has been wholly relegated to individual success. Of course, I recognize the importance of each individual. However, I also recognize that individual success hinges on the little things that each player contributes. That includes those who never see a minute of actual playing time. or who we think are of unimportance in our life's journey. I am here to tell you; their contribution should never be overlooked.

When you have a moment, instead, take a moment to determine who is along this journey with you and truly assess how their contribution is affecting your life and just as importantly, how you are affecting theirs.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Well, I continue to be lead to compose these pieces and I have every intention of remaining obedient.

I was inspired to write this piece due to the tremendous amount of angst that has been created by a federal government that was created to serve its people.

ANGST THAT I WITNESSED FIRSTHAND and which impacted a close family member.

"Look to the Hills"

addresses the unconscious way we tend to reach out to those within our circle in hopes that they can assuage a situation or provide direction or clarity for circumstance that affects our lives.

Oftentimes, the person to whom you reach out is left flummoxed by the circumstance, sometimes even more-so than the person who is seeking solace or a remedy. EVEN THOUGH they DESPERATELY desire to be a SOURCE of ENCOURAGEMENT

It is important that irrespective of the circumstance, we have someone within our circle of friends or family that can redirect us towards the ultimate problem solver/comforter-GOD.

Yes, it is imperative that we have a personal relationship with GOD.

However, we sometimes find ourselves in that space that we need to hear what is already known to be the TRUTH from an outside voice.

Who is accompanying you throughout your journey?

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

At the outset of a new year it is evidenced oftentimes through the multitude of resolutions that pour forth. We are filled with various aspirations to achieve this or that special milestone that has eluded us over the years.

Oftentimes, those milestones resurface after we find ourselves reminiscing about those things that seemed to have never come to fruition or over that relationship that we allow to sour for unknown reasons.

All those aspirations and memories are rooted in...

"HOPE"
that commodity that abounds if only we learn to give every desired achievement and every relationship over to HIM.

I now find myself revisiting episodes that I oftentimes wondered from where and why they poured from from my being when they were written. I also pondered as to whether they were insignificant. I now find that each and everyone of the pieces that I previously shared are more relevant and even more significant at this juncture of my life, but more importantly, at this particular period of this country.

I am asking you to stay tuned and really ruminate and consider the message that pours forth from this specific piece and that will certainly be illuminated through the pieces that I share in the future.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

This piece truly affirms for me that God has a sense of humor.

You see, I was awakened with what I thought were words of inspiration for those who have travelled the same road as myself as it relates to athletics and the pursuit of a dream.

What I thought was intended for many others-I quickly came to understand that this piece was essentially for me.

I came to understand that those that live their lives vicariously through others SIMULTANEOUSLY CREATE FOR THOSE BEING WATCHED AN INTERNAL NEED OR DESIRE TO LIVE THE ROLES THAT OTHERS CREATE FOR THEM.

No, this is not a novel bit of information but when you see those who have harbored beliefs about the reality of your life come to the realization that you are human-IT DOES SOMETHING TO YOU.

Jagged Edge
is my epiphany captured in words.

No, it does not fully detail all that I recently I experienced. However, the brevity of it is, I think, what makes it essential listening for those who find themselves caught up in a life that others are watching and living there with you-THROUGH THEIR HOPES, DESIRES and DREAMS.

In short while attempting to live the life that others see for you...MAKE SURE THAT YOU ARE LIVING YOUR LIFE!!!

**OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

*May your New Year be filled with HOPE and LOVE. ***

There are numerous occurrences within the Bible that speak to how numerous individuals and groups of people literally looked up to acknowledge that they were aware that their help emanated from someplace-SOMEONE- that far exceeded their human abilities to adequately confront the obstacle(s) with which they were confronted.

This act of literally and figuratively calling on and acquiescing to the presence of that SOMEONE, GOD, did not end with the characters of the bible.

I oftentimes find myself staring into space when confronted with issues. Sometimes it could be attributed to a learned behavior. However, more often than not, I can attribute it to the inherent nature that is within all of us.

"Look Up"
is the end result of words that flowed from me at a time when, after they were written, I became aware that I was looking up-talking to my GOD. A time when I was totally oblivious to what was occurring around me and totally unaware that this piece was being composed.

I encourage you, the listener, to take note of those times when you may find yourself "looking up".

After becoming aware that you were/are engaged in that act, PAUSE, and give honor to whom ALL HONOR is due. Give praise and express thanks to GOD for being a very present help at all times, not simply in times of need.

* May your Christmas Season be filled with JOY and PEACE!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

Along this journey I have arrived at various junctures and either did not know what to do, did too much, or exercised an indifference that I thought would lead to progress. Needless to say, I WAS WRONG and totally baffled as to what to do at numerous markers of my life.

That was until I accepted Christ and asked HIM to take the wheel.

And boy, has HE done just that.
"All That's Inside"
is a result of me being awakened on Tuesday, December 17, 2024. I was awakened and inspired to type one word into my phone.
That one word-"PACKAGING"

I did what I normally do when inspired in that way. I sat down awaiting the inspiration to peck out the words to a poem. IT NEVER CAME.

On Wednesday, December 18, 2024, I participated in my church's ( Journey Center-Global) Wednesday night V-Group gathering. V-Group is a time so that the congregants can discuss their individual gleanings from the prior Sunday's church services. On this particular night one of our Associate Pastor's ended the meeting with words of wisdom from Romans 12. He stressed the importance of us fulfilling the gifts that have been stored within each of us.

I immediately thought-GOD is not a GOD of coincidence. I sat at my computer waiting to be inspired with words centered around "Packaging" Nothing came to me so I went to bed.

At approximately 5:53 am, I was inspired to write the piece to which you hopefully listened.

GOD has planted so many gifts within each of us. After I had finished writing "All That's Inside", I recognized that it is a testimony of my life and HOW MANY OPPORTUNITIES WE ARE GIVEN TO UTILIZE OUR VARIOUS and UNIQUE GIFTS.

Too often, we are led to believe that we are gifted in one specific area and if not successful that GOD is finished using us...

I am a living witness that that assertion is baseless...

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Many may listen, agree and simply want to throw in the towel.

I sincerely hope that is not the case.

Instead,

"Staying the Course"
is an acknowledgement of those things with which we are confronted. However, its intent is to highlight those obstacles, both pending and real, while illuminating the resilience that is inherent within my people.

Haymakers are continually thrown- sometimes staggering us and sometimes knocking us to one knee. Yet, the referee has failed to reach that obligatory ten count on each and every occasion.

Sam sang about a coming change.

It is OUR RESPONSIBILTY as descendants of those who were perpetually victimized by the foul actions of a few to dig within and manifest the fortitude of OUR ancestors.

We can...WE MUST exhibit that fortitude by exercising OUR RIGHT to...
VOTE!!!
VOTE!!!
VOTE!!!

Failing, refusing, or choosing to not do so IS NOT an option...period!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

This piece was initially published at the beginning of "the Spoken Word". I republished this piece, again, simply because I was led to do so.

The very thought that there are those that feel they can continue to treat The Vast Majority of US in a manner that resembles times of old is reprehensible.

Audibly detailing and boldly declaring what is on their minds (Project 2025) as it pertains to policy is a less -than-veiled threat intended to intimidate ALL PERSONS of COLOR.

Additionally, the continuing slaughter of our people by those sworn to protect delivers an abhorrent message..."We can do what we want and all you are going to do is whine...for a little while...then you will forget because our next atrocity will be more vile than the last".

It is truly sad that there are those among US who are willing to support their heinous actions and honestly believe that their full-throated support in some way will protect them from what is proposed for US as a whole.

"The Solution...Stop Adding Red"
is my public outcry for US to remain in the struggle and not acquiesce to treatment that our forefathers fought and died battling against.

They would be proud knowing that Millions of US are boldly keeping their spirits alive by boldly proclaiming...

WE AIN'T GOING BACK!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

VOTE!!!
VOTE!!!
*VOTE!!!

***As an aside...My wife Marjorie heard this piece, and it evoked something ENTIRELY DIFFERENT when she heard it. Let me know what it stirs within you!!!

Allow GOD to be GOD!!

Once you have given it over to HIM, do not continue to relive those things, those actions that caused you to not be the person that HE intended.

"Let it Go"
is a testament to what I personally experienced before I was able to show myself some grace. The grace that HE had already bestowed upon me even as I allowed issues of the past to rear their ugly heads and attempt to return me to that place from which HE delivered me.

LET IT GO...LIVE!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Oftentimes we find ourselves being tortured by that someone who we can never escape...OURSELVES!!

We try all sorts of techniques, self help, mentoring, therapy(Black folk Aint NOTHING wrong with therapy...from a trained professional), and more to forgive ourselves of past occurrences.

I have a suggestion. Turn over the steering wheel and ask the author and finisher to ...

"Write My Story"
Yes, that's right. Oftentimes we have to get out the way-remove ourselves so that which is intended for us will find its way. Freed to accomplish what that unforgiveness one possesses for one's self has not and will not allow.

I am a living testimony.

And I pray that the Lord ain't finished with me yet.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

What we have comes and came at a cost.

It cost us tears, sweat, and more importantly LIVES!!!

All of which are the currency(ies) that thrust US into a position to be able to participate within this experiment

So...
"Ain't Nuth'n Free"

If WE are not engaged and willingly allow all that has been fought for to fall or be taken away due to indifference, apathy or ignorance, I GUARANTEE that WE SHALL regret it.

WE can make a difference.

Vote!
VOTE!!
VOTE!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

We allowed them to reach this point. This critical juncture. This space in time where there are many among them that are hell-bent on returning to a time when WE are afraid to even make eye contact. or remain on the sidewalk instead of stepping aside and allowing them to pass.

We have to ask ourselves if we are responsible due to indifference or a deep-seated antipathy for our own and our past strides to attain those things that should be inherently ours? Or did some of us simply take our eyes off the prize due to personal accomplishment?

Well, whatever the reason, WE now are in a mighty struggle because what once often operated from within the darkness has been allowed to creep out and is growing exponentially.

"Stay on The Porch"
is a piece that addresses OUR responsibility. It also is a stark reminder that OUR ANCESTRAL HERITAGE remains alive and is there for us to summon if we only remain sensitive to it.

NO, what is occurring does not fall within the realm of "it is what it is"

What we are witnessing is occurring because we are allowing it, through our actions and inactions.

Are YOU going to sit idly by and allow it?

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

Father's Day....that day when the feelings of those who seek to convey their true emotions oftentimes falls flat; bereft of what is truly intended and what is deep within one's heart.

More likely than not, that recurring gift of a necktie, socks or handkerchiefs are used as a symbolic gesture to express those words that seem to never find life-seemingly stuck somewhere within a brain that formulated the words, a heart that welled up as it formed an agreement with one's brain, and one's mouth. How do those eloquent and heartfelt words become suddenly caught in one's throat when attempting to allow them to flow past one's lips.

"Rooted in Love"
are some of the thoughts I had of my dad as I prepared this piece years ago so that my wife Marjorie could share them with her dad. I must admit, I was somewhat
jealous/envious over the years as I witnessed the love that was shared by Marjorie, and her sister, Janet, towards their father.

It was truly a BEAUTIFUL relationship to witness, to experience, as they heaped words of love upon him.

You see, my expressions of love for my father were oftentimes conveyed through acts. I can truly say that this was learned behavior because that was the manner by which my dad expressed his love; through relentless hard work and providing those things referenced in "Rooted in Love"

It took me years to understand that and move our relationship past all that I learned from him. It took me years to understand that the way he expressed love was by his actions(actions that were not always pleasant) and not his words.

I am so happy that I was able to move our relationship into one that was filled with joyful firm handshakes and the occasional hug-the simplicity of sitting with one another and laughing and joking about mundane things that, as I now recall were FILLED WITH SEEDS of WISDOM.

My wife's dad exhibited his love from both perspectives and, as an educated man, shared with me through his actions how both could be done. He also IMPRESSED upon me that my dad shared "what he had."

I thank GOD for my dad, Herman Veal, Sr. and all that he taught me.
I thank GOD for my wife's dad, Robert W. Green, and all that he taught me.

I was extremely fortunate to have had both of these men in my life.
I can only pray that what I have conveyed to my son, Jamil, and ALL the other young people that I have encountered is worthy of them grasping and possibly utilizing along their journey.

OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

So many that resemble us, those of the WELL-KNOWN variety are now seemingly selling their souls...selling US out in order to further their aspirations of continuing or furthering their fame.

Do not come at me with the age's old mantra of ...we are not a monolith, because I ain't going.

It's amazing how you are hopeful, prayerful even, that we act as a monolith when there is a new movie, a new record release, a new television show.

Now that it is time to take a stand that is benficial for those you once extolled as YOUR PEOPLE, we find that you are now SELLING US OUT!!
You are now seemingly unconcerned that the many admiring fans that you picked up along the way are latching on to every utterance that proceeds from your mouth.

"I Witness"
addresses the singular individual that is crucial in insuring that the hopes and dreams of others are not unduly influencing our journey. We must become educated regarding the oftentimes bewildering positions that those whom we hold in high esteem espouse.

Check yourself. Do not become a victim of that which YOU KNOW is sheer and utter lunacy.

**OUR SPIRIT...LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

The proverbial horse left the barn quite some time ago.

Initially, there were those who sought to return it to its' rightful place, all to no avail.

Now, those who were secretly desiring that the horse would not be captured and contained have been emboldened and are seemingly willing to engage in armed battle to ensure that it is never again confined.

"Remnant"
is a piece that was inspired by the political occurrences within this country.
Yes, it is intentional that I do not use OUR country because it is abundantly clear that there are those among us that desire that WE never experience the inherent rights granted to us as human beings. Nor do they want us to experience those rights allegedly guaranteed by the constitution.

WE MUST acknowledge that there is ill intent in the minds of many directed towards us.

I pray that we don't become so complacent and indifferent that we fail to exercise our RIGHT TO VOTE in order to counter this blatant attempt to deprive US of all that was attained through the BLOOD, SWEAT and TEARS of our ancestors.

*Thank you, Aunt Lois, for encouraging me regarding the importance of who is reached and what is accomplished through the Spoken Word. I am so happy that you called me and shared that my words reminded you of your dad, RT Arnold. I am proud to carry on his legacy.

We lost you on May 20th. May your spirit REST in the arms of OUR LORD.
We love and miss you!!**

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

Many believe it is that one thing with which we are left when everything around us is in turmoil or crumbling. Many grew up hearing the familiar phrase, "it'll be better tomorrow." Many grew up sitting among numerous others on church-filled pews listening to the various ways that it is manifested and evidenced, in combination with a modicum of faith.

Irrespective of how one learns about it or experiences it, the ability to look towards THE POSSIBLE is always contained within ...

"HOPE"
...the mere concept of it is what oftentimes keeps many of us engaged in this journey.

I, as a believer, know that my HOPE emanates from HE Whom I worship. My LORD and SAVIOUR, JESUS CHRIST.

No, this is not an attempt to proselytize. I am simply passing along what was on my heart and urging YOU, my listener, to find, and develop a personal relationship with that thing, deity, or person which/who is able to usher you through these and pending harrowing times.

AIN"T no one or nothing like mine though!!!

**OUR SPRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

I see you; WE SEE YOU, now the question is indeed, DO YOU EVEN CARE?

Your actions are being repeated and obviously there is an air of unconcern regarding the
"OVER EXPOSURE"
that those of a similar ilk are encountering.

For instance, look at what has now been exposed in my hometown of Jackson, Mississippi and its' surrounding area. Persons that were long ago reported as missing are now being discovered in unmarked graves. Sure, there has been a modicum of accountability, but it has not deterred others from operating from behind the same veil.

I SEE YOU leaving untold numbers fighting for their lives in ICU.
The current political climate that has provided the perfect segue for the lack of morality to become manifest is rising, and as always MY PEOPLE are victimized.

Is the heat from the bright lights of exposure not enough to quell this stench that is running rampant within society?
**WE SEE YOU!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!**

PEACE!!!

This piece illuminates what pervades the mind and illustrates the wicked desires of MANY who seek to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN.

It is now time out for dancing around the subject and possessing fear that speaking out will only further foment the hatred that has been systematically loosed in the last several years. A hatred that was seemingly under control, but set free by a conductor
filled with and spewing venom and vile vitriol.

Many are in full support of what is being purveyed and are advocating on his behalf by seeking to revise history, proselytize others, and perpetuate the diminishing and outright destruction of rights that had been attained through blood, sweat, struggle, and oftentimes the loss of life.

What those who operate from this mindset are discovering is that there is ...

"No Fruit Here"
...the system of old that sought to subjugate and hammer MY people into a position of acquiescence is finding that we look the same but are far from ready to willingly comply and return to a time when we were treated as less than human; viewed as no more than an accoutrement that allowed its owner to crow about personal status.

Well, at least MOST of US.

Women, ALL WOMEN, are not prepared to be returned to a time when they were thought to be representative of their true nature-fulfilling their calling-by being barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen.

There are many other groups that find themselves in the crosshairs of an onslaught that is steeped in deprivation.

What was truly intended when that guy rolled out the previously used ethnocentric slogan of MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN is being fulfilled. He has stoked the embers of WHITE NATIONALISM. I purposely left out the word CHRISTIAN, because NO TRUE BELIEVER would find themselves operating from a mindset that totally obliterates the second highest commandment..."thou shall love thy neighbor as thyself."

Now, allow me to be crystal clear so that you may come to understand, there ain't,... **NO FRUIT HERE!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE**

Let's see ...heretics continue in their perpetual quest to diminish and adulterate THE WORD.
Racists, who think they are not RACISTS, continue to revise and diminish history by proffering ideas that slavery, inherent human and civil rights should not be granted to all people, especially BLACKS.
Revisionists seek to ban long accepted reading lists, and close off the minds of our youth whose only resource for them to broaden their horizons is through the vivid imaginations captured on the pages that contain other's journeys.

THE LIST is infinite.

What seems to be more infinite is that there are MANY who voraciously seek to take this...
"Garbage In"
and proliferate it throughout a seemingly accepting culture; filled with those who are hell-bent on protecting personal privilege.

There is no facet of life that does not seem to be incurring the persistent and concerted assault of those who are non-accepting of change.

Their reality seems to be warped. However, there seems to be an inexplicable reality that many are anxiously awaiting to ingest the garbage that appears to be interminably growing, daily.

ARE YOU ONE?

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

If only we all would come to the understanding that our lives are so much better when we are of one accord with those within our individual circles and those who are members of the huge group that influence or impact our lives daily.

Sure, one can operate from the perspective of a soloist and journey through this life with an "I" and "my " mentality. One can achieve tremendous success by doing so. One can also become consumed with the "I did it myself" mentality and find oneself exhibiting extreme selfishness that oftentimes leads to discord, loneliness and depression.
"I Hear a Symphony"
addresses the beauty of what is achieved when we allow our individual desires to become enmeshed within the beauty of what is achievable as a group.

A group that is oftentimes better served when led by one GLORIOUS conductor.

I can hear the outcry from many as I write this..."I don't need nobody telling me how to do nothing...I got this".

While expressing this, simply think of how that favorite tune would sound if only it had your favorite instrument within the band. Pretty weak...huh?

Let me be clear. I am not advocating for one to dismiss one's personal desires. OUR GREAT CONDUCTOR does not desire that our gifts be ignored.

I am simply expressing that one should recognize that the pursuit of individual achievements become more attainable when they become a part of and are designed to serve more than oneself.

Now, play with fervor and think of the beautiful music that emanates from you as a part of the awesome symphony that seeks to evoke change within your home, community and within.

*HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my BEAUTIFUL sister, CAROL!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Now...add Ta'kiya Young to the litany of Blacks whose lives have been extinguished at the hands of those who are sworn to serve and protect.

I must admit-my spirit is grieved and, honestly, the depressed part of my personal diagnosis is seeking to arise.

"In Their Arms"
is again a piece that was written several years ago. I wish I did not have cause to continue to publish pieces such as this.

Many will ask why I continue to publish what could be cosidered depressing.

My emphatic answer... Because they expect us to behave as if these occurrences are normal and that we have reached a general level of acceptance regarding these abhorrent acts.

They don't seem to realize that they are working hard to awaken the spirit of our ancestors that dwells within EACH and EVERY ONE of US!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

clarence, clarence, clarence...UNCLE RUCKUS!!!

Oh , now I have your attention.

If you do not think the buffoon occupying that seat of authority is emblematic of the above description, THEN YOU ARE WRONG for not thinking so and perhaps you possess similar traits or are a member of the puppeteer class.

He, and perhaps you, may as well travel under the moniker of

"Overseer"
the "I got mine , you get yours" mentality that seems to pervade each of his rulings. The job of an overseer cannot be any better demonstrated than what we are witnessing through the actions of their puppet.

His actions are those for which the "massa" has ALWAYS depended. The SELL-OUT mentality of ONE, in order to perpetuate their desires for US.

WE shall endure this abomination!! For, OUR resilience is NEVER-ENDING.
OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

A piece that was published for those among us who need it spelled out for them.

"REALITY"
is just that piece. Pure and unadulterated-just as some of the acts that we are now witnessing.

Please feel free to add your list of those things which you observe to the ever expanding list that I started. It seems to be a non-exhaustive list.

WE can do something about it though.

IT'S caled VOTING.
Vote those out of office that are hell-bent on casting OUR history into the abyss!
Vote those out that want to return to the days when
we WE were viewed as chattel-3/5th's human.
Vote those out who want to impinge upon the rights of women to make decisions concerning their families-their bodies!
Vote those out who want to ban books!

You get the point. If you want to make a difference...VOTE!!!
...and BE SURE to encourage everyone within your personal sphere of influence to do the same.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

As we look around us, we quickly take note of the melting pot of ethnicities that inhabit this land. If one is of a similar age and background as me, we also quickly recognize that there now exists a vast number of ethnically diverse couples.

Some of us may quickly think-"my how times have changed".

Personally, I acknowledge what I see. However, I am left to ponder whether the comingling of the races is strictly an aberration and is what has led many of us to "lower our guard" as to the intent of a GREAT number of those who are in OUR midst.

This piece...
"So What Now"
is chalked full of cynicism regarding inter-racial relationships. It also leaves one to question the specific mindset of many who resemble me. Is there authenticity in the relationships and interactions that I observe or are they simply what is fashionable for the moment? Will that person with whom I think I have formed a true friendship turn on me and revert to his or her true nature now that the societal environment seems to permit it?
Have WE, as Blacks, become too permissive and allowed ourselves to become hoodwinked into thinking that true Black/White relationships are possible?

These and myriad other questions pervade my mind.
One solution, however, seems to occupy that same space and my heart-the possibilities that are inherent with GOD!

Ruminate on that and this...II Chronicles 7:14.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

We have all heard the stories!!
Whether they emanate from within your inner circle, or from that person to whom circumstance provides one the opportunity to "ear hustle". Often times, it pours forth from a personal desire that has been harbored -within.

It sometimes sounds like this..."when I retire I'm moving back..."...I wish I could go back..."

"HOME"
it seems our spirit is in a constant state of desire. A desire that is inexplicable but that we know is not being fulfilled by all those things we pour into it. I will not digress by providing examples of the myriad thigs to which I refer. What I do know is that each leaves a thirst...a thirst that continues to linger until we SATISFY the SPIRIT.

The SPIRIT that was breathed into us at the onset of our being. That SPIRIT that perpetually hungers and provides that offramp, regardless of the circumstance that we carelessly involve ourselves. That SPIRIT that provides a place that is free of cynicism and condemnation.

We all know the place to which I refer because we have heard the beckoning and experienced the heaviness of heart when we continue to stray or consciously choose to elude....THAT CALL!!

Do NOT be dismayed. If you have thus far chosen to ignore it, take my word, it continues- becoming as clear as when mama screamed out and her voiced resonated oftentimes at the tenor that only you could hear...

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

This piece, as some who listen may deduce, is in tribute to those who have found their lives forever altered by the depraved desires of an authoritarian dictator, Vladimir Putin.

Many within the boundaries of Ukraine once considered their bordering neighbors to be of one kinship, brothers even.

Sadly, they have discovered this is the furthest thing from the truth.
"Fratricide"
is a piece that was penned after observing the enduring fight for survival by the people of Ukraine. A people who may have harbored a modicum of ambivalence regarding Russia, but who overall considered Russian citizens relatives.

It was inconceivable that those who were considered brothers could inflict the on-going atrocities that are being witnessed by the world.

After a brief moment of introspection, I find that those same thoughts should be considered when observing the depraved brutality that occurs within OUR neighborhoods and this country in general.

Why consider the speck within another's eye while ignoring the log within OUR own.

WE are better than this.

Aren't WE...MY BROTHERS?

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

The actions of that guy residing in the governor's seat of Florida, and others of his ilk, are blatant attempts to strip US of our heritage and the significance of the role that we played in the development of ALL facets of this society.

It is truly astounding, IT'S REALLY NOT, that so many citizens of this society were lying in wait for a leader to give them the go-ahead to expose their individual beliefs and the true content of their character to the masses.

"nippleless"
is a an inspired piece that highlights thier blatant attempts to relegate our contributions into the abyss of obliviousness.

WE CANNOT allow them to continue along this pah unabated.

As individuals we must make a concerted attempt to show them that the impact of what we have contributed , and continue to contribute, through our intellect and the power of their god-the almighty dollar- is not something that can be given short shrift.

I admonish US-consider where you are vacationing-spending your hard earned tax dollars. Attempt to make an effort to ensure that those receiving it consider US more than chaff- a remnant.

WE DO POSSESS POWER and it is time for US to exercise it by hitting them where it matters most to them...their wallets!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Well...
It has all come to a head. To fruition...

The dismantling of all those things for which our ancestors so valiantly fought , suffered and shed blood are being ripped away-right before our eyes.

Many in authority are diligently seeking to turn this place once referred to as that "shining light upon a hill" are destroying what was viewed as exemplary-bit by bit.

They are expossing what has been apparent to MY people for years.

"That Stain Ain't New"
is a piece that was written in 2020.
Look at how relevant it is now....Ain't it a shame.

Sadly, what we are now seeing does not surprise me one iota. If it surprises you, I have an admonition...TAKE YOUR BLINDERS OFF...YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE SAND!!

These people have been showing us who they are for years. And if they are able to continue to recruit others of the ilk of the guy donning that black robe with that outer covering that resembles mine to positions of authority (NO, I WILL NEVER SAY HIS NAME), then, unfortunately, we will have to gird up and manifest the resilience of our ancestors and continue to gather at that corner of ANTICIPATION and HOPE to which I alluded in another of my pieces.

Whew, I know "Sam Didn't Say When", but will that transport of change ever arrive?

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Nawwww, this is not a tribute to the mighty STEELER NATION!!
Nor is it intended to pay homage to the musical genius Wiz Khalifa whose popular song "Black and Yellow" had heads rocking throughout 2010.

Instead, this piece is intended to focus attention on the Minnesota Police Officer, Kimberley Wright, who committed an act of murder due to what she deemed an honest mistake. A murderer- who was sentenced to a meager 2 years-served 16 months and will complete her sentence on supervised release, prior to her victim's son opening his 2023 Christmas gifts.

This murder, by nature of the sentence was essentially deemed a mistake by the presiding and sentencing judge. Thus, giving credence to the inconceivable notion that a 26-year veteran officer was unable to discern the difference between her lethal service revolver and a less than lethal taser. While concurrently casting her as a pitiable figure worthy of leniency.

Thus, the title.

"It's All in A Word"is an example of how, to many, how trivial OUR lives are. The simple act of choosing black OR yellow was dismissed and relegated to black AND yellow-as if the differentiation was inconsequential.

However. make no mistake. There are indeed consequences. Daunte Wright, Jr. is left to live a life without his father. Chyna Whitaker is left to assume the role of mother and father. Katie Wright is left to relive the last words spoken to her by Daunte, literally seconds prior to the MISTAKE.

I am not seeking to relitigate this incident. I am simply bringing awareness, again, that our lives are worth much more than the seemingly never-ending crescendos created by the perpetual and off beat sounds of... OOPS!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

The actions we are now witnessing, (as if they are fresh and anew) in Tennessee, Oklahoma and throughout this land parallel the thought of what is expressed in this piece that was written after thinking of an experience that was previously conveyed to me.

However, there is no need to replay the actions and words that poured forth from the floor of the Tennessee legislature nor from the recordings of an Oklahoma city's Sheriff and other elected officials.

"Upon Closer Review"
is a testament to the fact that even though certain statements or behaviors may cause consternation and deep consideration-oftentimes the person exhibiting those questionable behaviors leaves NO DOUBT as to their desired meaning.

A word to the perpetrators, I SEE YOU!!!

I UNDERSTAND what is being said and conveyed!!!

The world sees you!!!

The world understands what is being said and conveyed!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

weIshallnotbebamboozlednorhoodwinked**

Childhood...that time when everything imagined is within reach...not short-circuited by life's experiences nor observations.

Too often as we proceed through this journey of life we allow those things that have occurred during life to rob us of our youthful enthusiasm and excitement for ideas that are oftentimes GOD"S gift for us.

We then find ourselves filled with a never ending stream of " What If's"

"Elementary Inspiration"
is a piece that highlights a few events and meaningful moments of our youth and attempts to stir the creativity within us all that may have been tamped down by the feelings of angst created by maturation-creating feelings of "I'm too old to do that".

After listening, consider those things that you may have cast aside simply because of your age-the awkwardness of engaging that thing that society has deemed beyond or outside the realm of what a person of your seasoning should engage.

You may find that that new endeavor allows you to fully express who you were created to be and experience the full measure of yourself.

I certainly have!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

The crucifixion, the tomb, the RESURRECTION.

Those three occurrences are the epitome of sacrifice...GIVING!!!

We oftentimes equate the act of giving to those things that are easily identifiable through the purchase and exchange of elaborate gifts.

Fortunately, the GIFT that we received from the events that occurred 2023 years ago were conveyed to us, freely.
"The Second Word"
was an inspiration from thoughts that were manifested on a specific day in 2022...Thanksgiving.

If we really thought of the ultimate act of giving that was intentionally expressed for us, then we would become more aware of the many acts that we can express daily towards those that impact our lives on a daily basis.

Your smile, that accompanies that early morning greeting. That card forwarded just because. Those flowers that are delivered for no special occasion. The holding of an elevator door for that person running desperately towards it. Each of those events, and many more represent acts of GIVING that are oftentimes seen as simple acts of kindness, or simply minimized or ignored.

Yes, they pale in comparison to the gift that we all received. But, they are indeed exemplars of what was accomplished during the three days of events that persons throughout the world now celebrate.

So, on this day let us all give THANKS. But more importantly, let us be intentional in our acts of giving.

**OUR SPIIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

And just like that, in what seems like a blink of an eye, those things that you once traced on mom's or dad's face-their hands-are suddenly appearing on yours. Coursing their way into areas that were once taut, well defined-oftentimes never even noticed.
"Topography"
is my tribute to those who have been shown God's grace and mercy through the gift of time. It is... an acknowledgement of TIME!
That indescribable part of this journey that is left to be identified oftentimes through the occurrence of life altering events -be they happy or sad.

During those events we are entirely unaware of the changes that will ultimately manifest in our appearance and our abilities, or lack thereof, to appropriately address a specific event or those of a similar nature.

I oftentimes am left to wonder what specific event led to the increase in the depth of the wrinkles that adorn my forehead. They were once smooth!!
I oftentimes wonder if the revisiting of past life circumstances will actually lead to the further deepening of those specific furrows or are those thoughts coalescing in other areas-CREATING even more wrinkles in other places.

There is one thing of which I am certain though, the wisdom contained within each would not be present if I had not come into the KNOWLEDGE of CHRIST!!

Let those who KNOW, say AMEN!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!**!

This piece was written at the conclusion of the 2000 Presidential election.

Those who had seemingly expressed their acceptance of the hatred that was consuming America had reached a rolling boil and was set to erupt. All in anticipation of an election result that would declare that 45 had won a second term.
"Your Fire Too High"
is a depiction of what was occurring and what was necessary to abate the movement that was confronting America during that time.

We were fortunate on that day, 28 months ago. Undoubtedly, on the day of the presidential election, some of those that appeared at the polls to cast their votes had a change of heart and decided that this experiment called democracy was worthy of continuing. So, they stepped into the ballot booth and voted for the person that more closely represented their idea of the America that was intended.

I was not of the belief that the fever that was prevalent was miraculously broken. Nor do I now believe that the malady that continues to inflict many and seeks to relegate certain segments of society to times past has been eradicated.

That day, however, could go down in history as the day that Americans actually LISTENED to what was being adamantly stated and inferred by those seeking to hold the highest office in the land. No, I do not wholly believe that their change in thinking was due to an act of altruism. Instead, it is my contention that a number of rational individuals realized that those things that were being propagated and carefully plotted were also designed to return them to a time when their individual freedoms would also be threatened and greatly limited.

My regret is that those who coalesced and breathed that fateful sigh did not blow hard enough to fully extinguish the raging fire of hatred and non-acceptance that is presently furiously engulfing the land.

I pray the proselytization efforts by those advocating hatred is an abject failure and that the hearts of those who have been previously indoctrinated are touched by a tremendous move of the HOLY SPIRIT.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

The lessons taught and learned

"Along the Way"
are too numerous to capture in one short piece. Lessons are oftentimes thought to be only dispensed by parents, teachers and others who possess positions of authority within one's life.

I ruminated on this piece after it was composed.

It led me to consider the number of things that I observed throughout my childhood and into my teenage years.

Throughout this time, as I recall, I never had the opportunity to witness any adult male within my family, or closely associated with me, shed tears, of joy or sorrow.

Within my community crying was looked upon as a sign of weakness-setting oneself up to be taken advantage of because of one's "softness". This way of thinking, as I remember, was prevalent throughout my community. And by community, I mean within homes, schools, churches and every other place that one commonly associates with community.

I wonder now how the ill-effects of this failure to show true emotion has negatively affected millions and millions of people , primarily BLACK MEN, along the way.

I ask, myself. "is it yet another remnant of the whip" that has been allowed to perpetually manifest throughout our community?

Am I unintentionally perpetuating this way of thinking?

What about you-what "wrong-headed" ways of thinking are you unintentionally passing on to your child?

**0UR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

Another piece written while vacationing and looking out over the hustle and bustle of persons going about their daily lives in Bangkok, Thailand.

In this city of 12 million, it seems that there are 24 million cars, motorcycles and vespas. Each, transporting individuals with independent lives along multitudinous paths-in search of "that thing" that constitutes happiness.

I marvel at the sheer thought that despite differing ways and concepts regarding living- it seems we all oftentimes remain in search and possess a constant desire to remain in control.

"Aye, Aye"
is a piece that seeks to capture one's thinking regarding the CAPTAIN of one's ship and how our internal man/woman persistently seeks to remain in control.

Despite the turmoil that occurs, irrespective of the choices at the various junctures within our lives, we, if not committed to "giving it over to GOD", are destined for incompleteness or failure. While simultaneously, casting those who travel along side us, daily, into the abyss of insignificance.

This plays out in all facets and of life whether the events are deemed of paramount importance or innocuous.

We must acknowledge each.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

*While attending the B1G Tournament this week I made an earnest attempt to greet each individual that approached me with sincerity and an openess to hear their personal stories regarding their versions of stories that oftentimes centered around my personal journey.

I am THANKFUL that we shared and continue to share space on this rapidly moving wheel.**

This piece was composed while sitting on the 4th floor balcony of a hotel in Thailand.

I was overwhelmed by what I was reading and seeing on all the social media platforms regarding a reprehensible beating inflicted by those of the Memphis Police department.

Many were providing their rationale as to why African Americans should not read the articles nor view the camera footage of what occurred. Concurrently, just as many were stating their rationale as to why it was incumbent upon the entirety of society to view the footage.

I decided to view the footage. I WAS ABSOLUTELY APPALLED by what I viewed!!
A group of police officers beating Tyre Nichols...to death!!

This young man, when realizing what was occurring to him screamed for the one person, that throughout our lives, we have been conditioned to believe will protect us...

"Ma-muuhh"
is a piece that is in recognition of the fear that was being experienced by Tyre during his senseless and brutal beating. Additionally, it is an attempt to put into words the tremendous pain and long-term suffering that is inflicted upon the thousands of mothers who have had to endure that which is unnatural....THE BURYING of one's child.

Our society in some way has hardened its hearts towards those who have experienced this pain. Whether the perpetrators are the police or, "yea, that one who grew up in the house with the purple doors right next to you (COLOR CODED)", the grief is the same.
Such grief is not something that one's acts of pride, cowardice, and selfishness should wantonly and callously inflict upon another...EVER!!

It is my prayer that the Spirit of Jehovah Shalom embrace all who have been left to endure such grief and that there is imminent healing within our land!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

God has blessed Marjorie and I to be able to travel to a number of countries throughout the world (moreso her than I). In various countries we have witnessed the day-to-day living of the inhabitants of the countries visited.

During our most recent travels we had the opportunity to witness the hustle and bustle of Hanoi in North Vietnam. the laid-back city of Hue, located along the Huong River, in central Vietnam-just 5 miles from the South China Sea, and the difference in the politics of Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon)., located in South Vietnam.

We were also blessed to be able to visit Cambodia.
This is where I was filled with an intense desire to document what I was seeing as juxtaposed to what I live and observe as an American.

"Lessons From Ton Le Sap"was inspired by our travels up and down a portion of Ton Le Sap Lake. There we witnessed the indigenous people go about their daily lives that consisted mostly of fishing. In fact, it seemed that their entire existence was dependent on Ton Le Sap. This was ultimately conveyed to us by our tour guide.

There was a difference in their manner of living that was quickly observed and highlighted. We were told of the level of cooperation that exists among those we encountered. For example, the individual harvests of fish are combined and picked up daily by a local company without contentiousness over the amount of one's contribution. Children piloted boats up and down the lake delivering classmates to and from school. Floating homes were anchored in spaces that are individually owned, but there seemed to be no easily identifiable markings that separated the adjacent homes.

The natives of Ton Le Sap are living in a community that is predicated on cooperation among the group. If one's boat is larger and creates a bigger wake, then the pilot of the larger boat willingly pilots his or her boat to the side, slowing down to allow the smaller vessel to proceed. This, all done without the use of verbal communication or horns.

It was simply inspirational observing the level of cooperation and the level of community.

It led me to think about what would be possible within OUR community(ies), the nation, if the same level of "village" think were prevalent in America.

I pose a question at the end of this piece. Ruminate on its' words!

Personally, I am left to wonder and remain HOPEFUL!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

Mid -week Post!!!

I am a firm believer that there is NO coincidence with Christ.

This piece was penned at the outset of the journey that is now Slater Hayes, Productions.
I was scrolling through my Facebook page and came across a post from a man whom I consider a great father, inspiration, community advocate, believer in our youth. In general a person that personifies the mantra of my church..." I was created to make something or SOMEONE better"

His name Maurice "Mo" Howard. Mo, as he is known by many, is a Maryland Terp basketball legend and matriculated prior to my arrival. He is a gentleman with whom I communicate quite frequently, via DM.

His recent post that states that one does not need vision to see parallels a piece that I entitled

"Vision"
I originally planned to publish this piece on February 26, 2023. I felt that I had to post it now because it is apparent to me that the message contained within Mo's post and "Vision" is a message that must be conveyed immediately in order to reach those that are in need of the inspiration contained within it.

Thank you Mo' for provoking me to publish this piece at this specific time.

Thank you for ALL you do!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

We are not inanimate beings that return to a state of "nothingness" at the placement of each obstacle...conceived or unconceived...each unexpected occurrence.

"Unbreakable"
is that piece that succinctly demonstrates our legacy.

Our Spirit Lives!!!

Peace!!!

The sound of the crow from the neighbor's rooster. The blowing of the train whistle-far enough away to where it rings out as background noise. Both awakening you to the wonderful reality that God has extended his mercy and grace, yet again.

Have you ever made a conscious effort to simply listen to all that greets you at the start of another day?

"The Beauty of Listening"
was delivered to me early one morning deep within the woods on the outskirts of Greenville, Alabama. Marjorie and I, along with my sister and brother-in-law, were the guests of their cousin for several days at her newly renovated "hunting lodge". (Neither of us hunt)

On our last morning there, I took the time to step outside to enjoy the beautiful sunshine and take in the untainted air. Was I ever surprised by what was awaiting me.

The various bird forms put on a private concert just for me. They also seemed to be chastening me for not taking the time to attend their performance on the preceding days. However, this neglect on my part was not punished for they performed a wonderful encore performance-JUST FOR ME.

Their full-throated medley was inspiring and deepened my personal knowledge that all things were created for my pleasure and that this demonstration was affirmation that GOD TRULY DOES LOVE ME...

My, My! The beauty of the little things that we take for granted or willfully neglect.

Take the time and LISTEN...there is indeed a message to be delivered.

Our Spirit Lives!!!

Peace!!!

Throughout this journey we are confronted with numerous obstacles that seem to deviate us away from the path that WE have chosen.

This I can attest to personally
" I Witness"
is a piece that, I KNOW, was gifted to me to enlighten someone along their journey regarding the reality(ies) of what stares from that mirror each and every time we pause and take a look.

Take a look...

What, or WHO do you see??

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

This piece was penned on the evening of what was, and is, a day that will throughout the annals of time, live in infamy.
The day of which I speak is January 6, 2021.

You see , on that day, those among us who desire to maintain the privilege that they envision slipping away allowed all their fears and anger to erupt.

Led by an assortment of those whose very existence is steeped in hatred and animus- they exercised what they believe to be their inherent right.

The Boogalo Boys, The Proud Boys, The Oath Keepers, Qanon-they all came to together and left us all to surmise that...
"Them People Dangerous"
Unfortunately, there are those among us who do not profess an allegiance to any of the previously identified groups and are as equally dangerous.

What is far more distubing is that those of their ilk are now on the precipice of being voted into positions of power that could ultimately rock the very foundation on which this republic was established.

Let US, those of us of every ethnicity, who desire that life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness remains available to Us all stand up and make our voices heard. Let US exercise our right and cast out those whose very existence seems to be based on, among numerous other things, denying an essential element of a democracy.
**Vote!
Vote!!
VOTE!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

The reality that there are those among US that have penetrated our inner circle(s) for less than idyllic reasons is REAL.

There are wolves among us-lurking within the amalgamation of sheep that gather whenever one embarks upon any endeavor that dares to venture beyond the boundaries, real and imagined.

Their reason for serving in the capacity of the wolf can be for a variety of reasons. However, identified or not, one must consider their potential for nefarious intent.

COINTELPRO...just thought I would set that right there.
"You Forget the Fine China"
is a piece that focuses on that specific person that self-identifies as a friend but is a constant purveyor of negativity, doubt and the facilitation and perpetuation of secretive gatherings that serve you up as the main course. A WOLF!
DON'T pretend as if you are unaware of that to which I am referring!True Friendship sometimes involves speaking out when confronted by those who attempt to serve "YOUR FRIEND" up as the main course of gossip, innuendo, slander and shortsightedness due to personal lack of vision.

WHO among your "FRIENDS" have you allowed others to serve up-FINE CHINA and all?

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!

There is nothing new under the sun...

The level of hatred that is being displayed towards my people involves a cornucopia of systems, recycled ideas, vile and disgusting rhetoric, newly minted legislation, heinous acts, cowardice...you get the picture.

And, as in previous times, there is no reticence to put it in on FULL DISPLAY, NOR INDOCTRINATE the youngest of their own to the various ways that it is possible.

"Untitled"
highlights that reality by exposing the fact that there are seemingly innumerable ways, by which they will seek to retain their privilege-if not in numbers, then by the reins of power that they continue to maintain.

As always, LET US continue with the fortitude that has been borne out throughout our heritage. Assisting each other along this journey and

Remembering that...

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

What else needs to occur in order for those that profess independence to choose a side regarding what is happening within the political arena-SOCIETY?

Legislation being proposed and legislative acts being implemented at the state level, the decisions and blatant attempts at legislating from federal benches, the less than veiled attempts to intimidate and obstruct the will of the people by those elected to represent- should surely be enough for those purported to be straddling the fence to make a conscious decision and end their SILENCE!
Your silence has prevailed Thus, I am left to exclaim...You... "Won't Fool Me Twice"That is correct. You will not be given the opportunity to again "piss down my neck" and allege that it is merely raining outside.

You know who you are!!

However, in case you do not...I am referring to those that knowingly sit on the sidelines observing what is occurring within society and CHOOSE to remain silent.
Yes, you!
Those who make the occasional charitable contribution that addresses the needs of the less fortunate.
Yes you!
Those who express disdain at the daily racist occurrences...within the confines of your home.
Yes, you!
Those who regale about their independence and may even possess the mindset of one who would lean towards promoting equality.
All of the above while FAILING to do the one thing that could be an immense benefit to the cause- SPEAKING OUT!!!

You fail to speak out against that one person who seeks to promote racist and bigoted ideas and actions within your sphere of influence. You know- the loud obnoxious one who always seems to suck the oxygen out of the gathering by engaging in hate talk and promoting vile actions. Or the one in close proximity who repeatedly slings racial epithets at the child who only seeks to represent their school in an interscholastic endeavor.

Yes, you fail to confront that individual whose sole purpose is to fully exert their right to display their racist beliefs while you exert your independence-in search of a reason to label it as vile and repugnant and SPEAK OUT!

It seems that those who engage in this behavior are fully aware that they will not be challenged.

WHY?

Why the SILENCE?

I have asked this question several times over the course of my podcast.

I now am left with only one conclusion. Somewhere within the inner recesses of your mind and heart-you condone this behavior and to do anything in an attempt to end it-even speaking out against it-will be in direct opposition to what resides within and will force you to break the rank and file of solidarity.

NO... YOU WON"T FOOL ME TWICE!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

STOP!!!

LOOK AROUND!!

If anyone that has their eyes open and is remotely aware or conscious-one would observe those that provided not one indication that they were a part of the MISCHIEF that is now demonstrating a level of hatred for their fellow man that is now vividly on display.

Co-workers, friends, fellow pew sitters are now allowing their hidden feelings to be exposed to the light. And instead of scurrying away from the ever-increasing luminescence of the light they are becoming more and more emboldened and seemingly assuming the characteristic traits of vermin.

"Appetizer"
is a piece that was written immediately after the election of 2020. Although that was the date that these words were put to paper, the recognition that those who were allowing their inner-most beliefs and desires concerning racism and the thirst for power was recognized LONG before.

We, those of us who possess a concern for all mankind, MUST not sit idly by and allow this infestation to continue to multiply and suck the life blood out of those things for which we fought so hard to attain.

WE must not allow them to scurry about, unchecked, and ravage the land as if there is no manner by which they can be checked.

WE must mobilize, VOTE and exercise the strength exhibited and handed down to us by our ancestors-a legacy rooted in desire, will and an abundance of FAITH-in GOD- and one another.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Life's journey. The occurrences within relationships, the expected and unexpected events and circumstances that remove that loved one or friend from one's circle oftentimes leave us experiencing that place where our tears-our emotions are...

"All Dried Up"

This place often leaves us feeling exhausted...what adjective would you use to describe what you may be feeling...EVEN NOW??

Whatever the word you choose...the feeling you may have...

DON'T GIVE UP!!!

Our Spirit Lives!!!

PEACE!!!

The ever present tenuous relationship that exists between blacks and whites is oftentimes only exceeded by the seemingly perpetual internal strife that exists within OUR community.

It seems that the remnants of the punitive disciplinary tools of yesteryear ( See my piece entitled 'Messaging"), combined with the psychological trauma created by pitting us against one another based solely on our concentration of melanation, continues to wreak havoc.

"Color Coded"
is my depiction of a truth that is oftentimes vigorously highlighted by those considered the "mainstream"(Read as White Folk).

We, US...Blacks kill each other.
We kill our longtime neighbors, friends, relatives- oftentimes for the most inane reasons.

Yes, there can be an honest rationale for attempting to attribute it to the "mind rape" that we have experienced and continue to endure.

However, when are we going to free ourselves from the hatred that manifests among us due to the actions of others?

When are we going to realize that with each slaying-we are continuing to unwittingly perpetuate the sinister plot that was established to keep US in a subservient role? Both mentally and physically.

We need to become truly awakened to the fact that with each body, with each display of self hatred we are fortifying our positions as pawns. Thus, in furtherance of their desired goal, insuring their positions as king(s).

Awaken...and STAY WOKE!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

They have and continue to incessantly think about, find and implement myriad ways to inflict pain upon US.

So much so that I am left to ask...

"u not tired yet?"
...is my public inquiry into how much longer should we be expected to endure the level of hatred that emanates from obstacles that are increasingly and clearly designed to thwart OUR growth as a people-individually and as a community?

Sure, we trudge along...because that is what we have been taught to do. Some of us even grow weary and exhausted.

However, please do not be deluded into thinking that there are not those among us that are ready and willing to carry the burden of their brethren-despite what is so often portrayed as an internal struggle that will ultimately lead to our demise.

Please keep this nugget at the forefront of your MIND...we have been fighting this battle a very long time and SHALL CONTINUE...

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

In case you have not noticed...there is a concerted effort to return US to a time when the questions that I pose in this episode were exactly what those in power expected us to encounter...daily. Each was deemed par for the course.

"...trippin"
is my honest attempt to highlight blatant acts of racism that are cast upon MY people. Yes, some people would like to consider them minor inconveniences. Trust me, there is nothing minor about being treated as mere intrusions upon the lives of those that project attitudes of superiority.

If you take note, the music that was chosen to accompany this piece was an intentional attempt to highlight the belief by the supposed "mainstream" that we should just accept these daily occurrences and proceed merrily about our way.

I SHALL NOT. I shall continue to question and challenge those things that I know and perceive to be obvious acts of racism.

NO, not in attempt to create ugly scenes or cause grief for those that MAY mindlessly engage in these acts simply due to unwitting indoctrination. Conversely, i raise my voice in order to highlight specific acts-in REAL TIME. For the sole purpose of informing the willing and unwitting perpetrators about the egregiousness of their actions and to serve notice that they will no longer be tolerated, nor accepted, in silence.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

There is an old adage that states..."when America is in a recession, Blacks are in a depression".
Those 11 words are seemingly being brought to fruition by a litany of outside forces at this point in time. Yes, WE find ourselves in states of economic DEPRESSION long before the whole of society. Additionally, our depression far exceeds that which is created by economic duress. Depression within our community is created by the actions of those who are intent on destroying US and is being promulgated by numerous unidentifiable sources. However, some are as easily identifiable as the nose on one's face.

"eddie and n'em"
is a very short powerful piece that was composed as I rewatched the hit movie "Harlem Nights" for the twentieth time. The familiar scene where Arsenio Hall and his inept henchmen fire weapons wildly at their nemesis Eddie Murphy. This scene was to me analogous to the mindset that has long been desired for those within the African American community.

Destroy them from within.

The perpetual ostracization, demonization, villainization and marginalization of our people has seemingly now forced us to turn the rage created by outside forces on to ourselves. The interminable number of legitimate "wild" shooting events has increased dramatically as the further erosion of civil rights, the pandemic and the sheer hatred of our people increases. It appears to me that the wielding of weapons, the more powerful the better, is in some way a method to exert power, and exercise control. Something that we oftentimes feel is lacking throughout the course of our lives.

In my layman's opinion the psychological turmoil created by the vast array of life's events is boiling over and is being manifested by the random fie events that are being carried out at numerous venues throughout our communities.

How will WE peacefully address the crying pleas of our people?

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

The issues that confront the citizens of various lands are multitudinous. Our specific reactions, and how we address each, runs the entire gamut- from concern to unconcern to total indifference.

Oftentimes, however, as voyeurs, our response to others perceived plights are totally incongruent with how those we view as "suffering" view themselves.
"Relative"
is a piece that was composed after I visited the city of Soweto, South Africa. The local children exhibited such a carefree, happy attitude that several within the tourist party of which I, and my family, belonged made the mistake of questioning how they could possibly possess such joy.

Ther response that was conveyed regarding those assumptions enriched my day and the entirety of my trip.

I pray that upon listening, you are able to envision and feel what I felt.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

**PEACE!!!

*After listening, head over to my Facebook page and view some of my special memories.

The words of this piece were undoubtedly given to me to express, solely, the feelings of the black man.

Boy, was I wrong. I now realize that...

"Ready Action"
...is a piece that captures the sentiment of all those who now find themselves disproportionately affected by the actions of those who lust to retain power.

Yes, I withheld it from publishing , because, unfortunately, I knew that it could be released at any time along this journey and remain cogent.

Why?

Because the underlying sentiment captured within the words of this piece continue to be manifested by the abhorrent actions of those in authority. An authority that is being cloaked in the non-conformist ideology that refuses to accede to the precept that the document, that is the foundation of their beliefs is indeed a living document-designed to address the needs of society as it relates to present times..

Make no mistake, the selfish desires of those in authority are being intentionally manifested in order to legitimize the intense desire to relegate persons of color, women, LGBTQ+, all those who occupy the space within a minority, to be cast interminably, to the fringes of society through judicial decisions, edicts and mandates.

Thus, through their concerted and methodical actions, allowing them to turn back the hands of time and affording them the freedom to continue to serve as puppet masters- exercising full control.

However, allow me to be abundantly clear...
in the case of the black man, and woman,..

HEAR US CLEARLY...
"you might have the right strang...but you got the wrong yo-yo"**( "brang down the curt'n").

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

Just as the opening intro stated, " oftentimes we listen, sometimes we should not".

Throughout our lives we are inundated with the assuming and unassuming voices of friend's family, loved ones and what are perceived as insignificant passersby. We oftentimes are bombarded with personal anecdotes that those previously mentioned cast upon us in order to address the myriad "life" issues with which, they feel, we are confronted.

Without fail, a number of the "solutions" that are offered to what are perceived as "your problems" are unsolicited and are far removed from what onlookers have personally deduced as the issue that has beset you.

To compound the numerous external voices, I sometimes am overwhelmed by the internal voices that seek to rent space within the recesses of my oftentimes over deliberative brain.

"Shhh...They're Talking"
was composed as I lay in bed one night and the internal voices, well, decided that it was a great night to have a party. No, this was not the first time that this has occurred. On this particular night though I decided to let them know, in writing, that..."yea, I hear you, but I am not listening". Nor will I submit to being "bewildered" by the incessant voices that are perpetually being created by the circumstances of everyday life....

Yes, sometimes it is quite the task. Continuing the internal struggle of discerning what is beneficial and what is chaff.

The TRUTH MAKES ME FREE!!!

I am glad that I am able to separate the real from the unreal.

Unless of course you also hear MY voices...

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

This piece, I was led to write it just as soon as I heard about the senseless slaughter of my people at the Tops Friendly Market located in Buffalo, New York.

This premeditated atrocity was carried out by an individual that had been consumed with hatred. A hatred that so in filled him that he surveilled the establishment and made a conscious choice to perpetrate the heinous act at a time when he could inflict the most damage.

What do I mean by making that statement-any time would have led to the loss of lives of the innocent and inflicted unfathomable pain?

I will attempt to explain. This individual sought to carry out the mission of many of those that have perpetrated and continue to perpetrate such acts. Their actions are indicative of those that I describe in this week's episode entitled...
"The Spirit Snatchers"...
identifies those who have been proselytized into a culture that is intent on defeating that which refuses to be diminished-the SPIRIT of the BLACK MAN and WOMAN.

They incorrectly feel that by committing such acts that they will DESTROY US by destroying our spirits-essentially, forcing us to "throw in the towel."

Look at what is occurring. The victims of this assailant were primarily the aged-those who are considered the backbone of our communities. Those who possess the history, the knowledge of our communities, and possess the desire to convey it to all those whom they encounter on a daily basis.

Oftentimes, this is conveyed through that warm hug, that smile or that "love offering" that is caressed in that hand at the end of a perpetually outstretched arm. What the purveyors of hatred have neglected to understand is that their vile acts of violence lead a number of those who remain to make a concerted effort to carry on their victim's respective legacies.

So, when you pass that ornate frame on the mantle or nightstand containing the vibrant smile of that loved one, or the smile that peers from under that fading photo under the glass on the coffee table-you know the one captured by the coffee mug ring. SMILE BACK, say THANK YOU and ALWAYS remember that there is NO PERSON, NO ACT committed by man, that can eliminate or diminish the legacy contained within the memories of those expectedly or UNEXPECTEDLY removed from our earthly presence.

I pray that who repeatedly attempt to do so WILL STOP and come to know that...

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

This time that we currently occupy is a critical juncture for this thing once regaled as a civilized society. It has become abundantly clear that we, those who occupy this specific space in time, have to allow that which was breathed into us at our creation to become manifest at such a time as this.

That of which I speak is... **HOPE

"Horizon's Glow"**
references that that allows us to see the endless possibilities that reside within the hearts of mankind simply because of the source of our being.

Despite the seemingly never-ending darkness, created by a stream of heinous acts, wanton neglect and exasperating inaction, that seems to perpetually invade our lives, we have to continue to stoke that flicker, that glimmer of a flame, that leads us to directly confront the various nuances of life.

This can only be accomplished by allowing that which glows from within each of us to illuminate our paths as we seek to make-"...something or SOMEONE better" as we travel along our way.

NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

We all have found ourselves, at one time or another, longing fo a place in time when things were simpler...less chaotic.
The pandemic seems to have exacerbated those thoughts even more.

"This Place, This Time"
is recognition of the tremendous effect that COVID has had on every aspect of our individual lives and society in general.

Yes, the effects of COVID will linger with us for an untold length of time. However, we must diligently pursue and make a conscious effort to enhance the lives of all those we encounter. For those with whom we interact may have experienced, or be presently experiencing, a much harsher reality than we could ever imagine.

Oftentimes, this can be done by simply acknowledging another's presence with the nodding of a head or a smile.

Sometimes, though, it may require an act of generosity that helps to mitigate seemingly insurmountable pressure(s).

Whatever the circumstance, it is incumbent upon all of us to accept the RESPONSIBILITYY of the call on each of our lives-
"...to make something or SOMEONE better".

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Oftentimes, as we attempt to express ourselves during times of despair, sadness, anger-whatever the event or situation-we find ourselves simply repeating words that are cliches or the perceived standard expression that supposedly correlates with the event.

"Yea , That"
is my attempt to put into words what is oftentimes the appropriate reaction when one finds one's self on the receiving end of another's personal period of "letting it all out"- or as some would say-having a cathartic experience.

We oftentimes fail to understand the significance of simply remaining quiet and allowing those that seek our counsel to receive just that-a period of unfettered silence- listening.

It is truly amazing the scale of love and comfort that resides within those periods of silence.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

They are seeking to fortify their power through their ability(ies) to exert authority over the laws that were originally intended to only benefit them. Laws that were enacted by those that stepped out the ranks and the brotherhood of solidarity.

Although the laws under assault were those that were on the books that sought to benefit the general populace of amerikkka, those that harbored discontent, always found that hidden loophole that allowed them to continue to serve as the maniacal puppeteer that continued to orchestrate the movements of those they desire(d) to oppress.
"brang down the curt'n''
is a piece that I composed as I thought about the various machinations that were, and still are, enacted to destroy the nuclear Black family. This particular piece addresses the extremes that were designed to force black men from their patriarchal role within millions of homes.

Although that specific topic served as the impetus for this piece, the manipulations and shenanigans that are currently being witnessed are simply a manifestation of on-going efforts to maintain ABSOLUTE CONTROL of this society.

Please do not think that those rights that are currently being rolled back and demolished are the result of the impetuous nature of the puppeteer. What we are witnessing is the manifestation of years of planning and conspiratorial activities.

It is abundantly clear that the puppeteer desires to continue to control the lives of ALL by manipulating the various tenets (strings) of our lives. I for one am willing to stand and emphatically let them know...

**...."they might have the right strang...but they got the WRONG YO YO"!!!

BTW...those who possess less melanin than I, and are of the belief that these manipulations will benefit you... I suggest you take a look at the ZOMBIE laws that will go back into effect if Roe v. Wade is stricken down. You may just find that you are in for a rude awakening!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

May 8, 2022(RE-BROADCAST)

This Episode is a yearly tribute to my mom. Irrespective of the occurrences of the world, and my life, THERE WILL ALWAYS be space and a place to pay honor to her memory. Yes, I have written other pieces in her memory, but this piece captures her essence.

I LOVE YOU, Mom!!!!

Enduring
Endearing
Understanding
Supporting
All descriptors of my FIRST LOVE- MY MOTHER!!
I can think of other words-but for those who take the opportunity to read this, I would like to hear yours.
Happy MOTHER'S DAY to all the beautiful mom's of the world and to those who serve as surrogate mom's to SO MANY!!

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

PEACE!!!

I have held on to this piece for so long.

My Caucasian brethren for whom I possess an affinity will undoubtedly think that I am lumping the entirety of their race into one huge category. If you are one of those that think that then I am probably going to disappoint you-for I am lumping all white people into this category.

However, there is a distinction. There are those that consciously believe that NO RULE applies to them, and work diligently to ensure that t hose rules that are implemented are consistently applied to others in order benefit them. Then there are those that have become acclimated to the reality of "that's just the way things are" due to being born within the white race. The latter are those that tend to seek to comply while also considering what is in the best interest of society in general.

I am proud to say that there are many persons that I consider friends and associates that comprise the latter category.

"Privileged"
is a piece that I composed at the very onset of the Covid-19 pandemic after hearing two very important people in my life verbalize that "white folks ain't used to following rules". After hearing them voice their observation, I began to make a point of noting the reactions of whites after being told what they could and could not do due to the various rules that were implemented due to Covid.

My observations left me appalled!!

However, I pray that the effects of this pandemic will change the mindset of many regarding societal rules and that they apply to ALL.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

This piece was originally written in honor of Andre Hill - murdered in a garage by a police officer as he arrived to deliver Christmas packages...REMEMBER!!

I publish it today because of the murder of Patrick Lyoya...by a police officer.

Grown men -GROWN BLACK MEN - now expressing a fear to leave their homes. Afraid, that they will be accosted by the police. Black mother's, throughout the land, experiencing untold anxiety each time their child leaves their, or his home, due to the far too frequent occurrence of police brutality being perpetrated against black men.

Is this simply a situation that has been propagandized by a liberal media-or is this TRULY REAL?

There are innumerable instances that have come to light to substantiate that there is truly something occurring that would tend to create concern for men of color.

"Constant Threat"

is a piece that I composed that highlights one of the tragic murders that has devastatingly impacted the family of the victim and shaken the Black community, again. This heinous act has tragically ended a life and has shaken the spirit of numerous men of color.

As I stated in the intro - only the names change. The grievous repercussions experienced by all who have experienced the "snatching away" of the life of a loved one are left to only cherish memories and face the heart-wrenching reality that their loved one is never to be present in their presence here in this earthly realm... ever again.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES
PEACE!!!

I penned this piece at the time of our last family reunion during the 2021 Thanksgiving season.

The importance of familial relationships is undeniable. The resurrection of familial relationships is just as important. The celebration of this Easter Season, I feel, is a very apropos time for the publication of this piece I entitled...

"The Noises of Love"
is a testimony of the joy, love and spirit of closeness that is demonstrated when family members get together under the banner of family.

I have come to realize that relationship, especially with family members, is something that needs to be willfully and carefully nurtured even though there is a sharing of the same blood and upbringing.

I assume my share of the responsibility for failing to nurture those relationships with my sisters, brother and the numerous nephews, nieces, cousins...ALL those with whom I share DNA. More importantly, the past memories that helped to mold us should be the impetus for us continuing to desire to establish moments that create those special memories that are revisited each time we get together.

Regrettably, most of those times are at the loss of a beloved family member. Unfortunately, the loss of my dear cousin, Edith, will, undoubtedly, be the next time where family will gather. Past stories will be re-told and revised, memories that create joyous laughter reshared and recollections of her sweet spirit will be recounted.

On this day of RESURRECTION, and the day of her pending burial, let us be mindful of those relationships that are in need of being restored through the conscious decisions we make to breathe fresh life into each.

LET ME START HERE...

I LOVE YOU ALL and there is NO-THING that I am not willing to do in order to breathe life into our relationship(s).

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

This piece...take note of the history that is being recounted through this tribute to Congressman John King.

"seeKING"
is also a memorial tribute to Dr.Martin Luther King, Jr..

As you listen, please understand that the impact of those on whose shoulders we stand are being continuously evidenced through the ascension of Barack Obama, Kamala Harris, and now, Kentanji Brown Jackson.

Yes, their achievements are more notable.

However, make no mistake, those of us who go about our daily dash engaging in activities, professions and events that uplift, are a part of an ever evolving legacy.

Remain vigilant, diligent and encouraged!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

Since the beginning, and at the end of 45's term, I expressed that once the entirety of his, and his sycophant's, malfeasance became exposed it would ROCK the NATION.

If anyone, even from the periphery, is paying attention it is becoming increasingly apparent that this indeed is occurring. Persons that hold positions of authority at the highest levels and within state, city and county governments are now being exposed, or are willingly self-identifying, for their on-going effort(s) to shatter the tenets of democracy.

"Stinky, Stanky, Stench"
is my attempt to highlight the willingness of many to acquiesce to the criminal entreaties of those who have undoubtedly succumbed to power and sheer greed.

Many have questioned why I think my voice will, or railings as some have put it, alter the course of what we are witnessing.

My answer. I am CERTAIN that remaining quiet will only lead to the continuing perpetuation of the nefarious acts being exposed. So remaining quiet connotes, in my opinion, tacit approval. I have never, nor will I ever, remain quiet as a cabal of racists diligently seeks to overthrow our republic by destroying the democratic tenets on which it stands.

Yes, this amerikkka is far from what it should be as it relates to MY PEOPLE. However, the efforts of those that are being exposed, daily, would undoubtedly relegate us to a time when the FEW rights that we now experience are totally eliminated.

I SHALL CONTINUE to speak and write about those things that are revealed to me.

Wrong doing should be called-out by everyone that witnesses it...and I personally feel that the appropriate time to do so is ALWAYS NOW.

Regardless of the lack of the perceived gravitas that one thinks oneself or others possesses.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!

The manner-the racist systemic manner- in which we all are taught, programmed, to behave is prevalent throughout society.

The method and venue from which it is delivered was brought into question during the Supreme Court nomination hearing of Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson. Hispanic Senator Ted Cruz feigned disbelief that children are somehow taught to become racist, exhibit racist attitudes and demonstrate racist practices. at home and within the school setting.

Without venturing too far afield in order to address the various ways that racism is taught, I decided to dig into the vault and share this simple piece.

"Meek Ain't Gullible"
is a piece that I composed long ago as I thought about the words that are universally chosen to project innocence and purity. If you recall, Mary's sheep was "white as snow'. Conversely, those identified as the "bad" child are identified as the "black sheep" of the family.

I know that there have been myriad studies conducted and papers written regarding this subject matter. However. the question posed by Hispanic Senator Cruz, both angered and amused me. Here is this guy that possesses one of the highest positions of authority in amerikkka, as a Latino, and he abdicates that authority by pandering to those that seek to demolish the inherent rights of others-including those of his own heritage.

In spite of witnessing clear examples of it daily, I continue to be astounded at the level to which one's personal desires will force one to sink.

Why, I ask myself?

Clearly, the entire system has been created and manipulated to program US into to thinking WE are "less than" throughout the annals of time.

Yes, even the nursery rhymes are utilized to achieve their twisted goals!!

****Check your daycare and school nurseries... while they are banning books-Dollars to Donuts- those racist nursery rhymes are still being used to PROGRAM OUR CHILDREN!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

I have held on to this piece...awaiting the "right" time to publish it. A time when it would not be perceived as some type of precursor to violence. No, not by those who would relish in thinking so, but by those who are new to my writings and those who desire to exclusively view me from their memories of my past life.

However, in actuality, it seems that as a Black man we are always thought to be on the cusp of perpetrating some type of horrific act.

Well, I am here to emphatically tell everyone that is willing to listen that our threat will not become manifest through some type of violence that will grip the nation.

Instead, that which you have come to fear will be evidenced at a time when that sound
that you undeniably hear stirs the conscience of my people, especially Black men.

In my opinion it is unmistakable that we are beginning to realize that those who have been holding us captive through a blatant lack of inclusion, disparate treatment and abhorrent acts that violate our civil and human rights are afraid of our ability to positively impact our people through our intelligence. Additionally, I am thoroughly convinced that those who display the aforementioned behaviors toward us are deathly afraid that we may someday find ourselves operating from the same page as it relates to our fate as a people.

Afraid that if we begin to operate from the same page then those systems that they have meticulously crafted and nurtured will fall apart if we begin to operate on one accord and become aware that OUR VOICES MATTER. Fearful that our self-discovery will serve as a mighty weapon against those systems that they continually utilize to oppress my people.

If you read this and thought "none of this is new", then you are correct. However, those who perpetrate the cowardly acts against us are seemingly only now beginning to hear, with a heightened level of acuity, the piercing noise emanating from the

**"Whistling Teapot"

OUR SPPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

What person or thing have you allowed to permeate the boundaries of your spirit...your soul?

What have you willfully invited to change the trajectory of your life simply because it caused you to feel " some type of way"? Oftentimes, "that way", that feeling, being a direct contradiction to anything that you have previously experienced at any time in life.

It is normal to find ourselves acquiescing to people and things that stroke our egos at all times during this journey.

"Flatline"
is a piece that identifies how those things that negatively affect us seek to attack our senses and impact our lives. You, as the listener, will probably attribute all the characteristics identified in this piece to a specific individual or individuals. However, those things that are non-human are also oftentimes the object(s) that possess an inordinate amount of influence within our lives.

I recognize that as human we possess a tremendous desire to have someone demonstrate all those things towards us that are identified in this piece. So, as you take another listen to this piece, I ask that you do something that we do not relish-think of that person that has negatively impacted your life. Do this in an effort to become reacquainted to their wily ways.

However, also think of that object that has created that unwanted strife within your life. After doing so, seek to enhance those things within your personal development that will assist you in warding off those things that possess the ability to surely hinder your spiritual development... solely through its inherent nature.

Once you have done so, seek to remove them and their negative influence as quickly as possible to prevent you, your spirit, your soul from becoming shattered shards...

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!!

PEACE!!!**

The level of our desire to experience life in the same manner, with the same freedoms, as others has not diminished.

Certainly, impediments, and the ill intent of others, has negatively affected generations of MY people. Generations, who were oftentimes travelling along this journey, in hopes of experiencing the American dream oftentimes saw their dreams violently interrupted by many who were hell-bent on preventing such lofty desires.
"Rubber Trees All Around Us"was written as a testament to the many that were unwillingly sacrificed and those who daily make a choice to painstakingly identify and overcome those obstacles (rubber trees) that are intentionally designed and constructed to prevent US from living our best lives.

So many have acquiesced and abandoned their dreams-leaving the unfulfilled aspirations of their forefathers to remain adrift-consumed by the abyss of denial, non-inclusion and the perpetual intimidating threats of violence wickedly veiled in a desire to return to years past.
Our enduring spirit has positioned us to recognize that we are more highly considered than the ANT-aware that when facing inconceivable adversity- to remain firm in the foundational knowledge of that which is inherently ours through a birthright of HE that provides eternal...

**HOPE!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

I have a PURPOSE!!

Just as many of the individual raindrops that are identified in this piece, I have been designed to share the words that emanate oftentimes from a place of which even I am not aware. They are composed and shared because THAT IS WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO DO!!
"Majestic Adornment"
...is a piece that I composed after stepping out on the lanai of my in-law's home early one morning. It was as if the raindrops were talking to me. It was if they were informing me that even though their visit is oftentimes frowned upon-the result of their purpose is overwhelmingly met with glee and enduring satisfaction.

I oftentimes feel like that lone raindrop.

Why, may you ask? The short answer is that I sometimes feel as if the manner in which I view, and address, past and current issues are things that MANY would rather not address at all. I feel as if I have been put in this specific place at this specific time to, just as that lone raindrop, prepare the fertile space of that special listener with a sustenance that may one day change their individual circumstance or those of the world through their personal contributions.

I know one thing for certain,..too often many of us feel that our contributions are insignificant and minimize the potential impact of those contributions...

I am not one of those persons...

The GIVER of the PROMISE has TOLD ME OTHERWISE!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!

Being large in stature has caused, throughout my life, persons to formulate opinions about me without any interaction with me.

The fact that I am a "Big Black Man" leads to additional assumptions that are the furthest thing from the truth.

On top of all that, add to the mix that I am an athlete -an athlete from the South-and you have those that automatically think they know the nature of my character, the disposition they are going to encounter, and the level of interpersonal communication skills that I possess.

I AIN'T that BIG BLACK BUCK that so many have read about, nor the one that so many were taught to fear as they were growing up.
Yes, I am forthright-outspoken even.
"Evolution"
is a brief walk-through history, as many of my pieces are, that seeks to illuminate the various misperceptions that are purposely and oftentimes ignorantly fomented regarding the BLACK MAN.

Why, may you ask?

My answer... we need additional willing voices that may be the impetus for that one someone to become the influential voice that may become the rudder to this rudderless relationship between people of color and MANY within the white community.

I feel that without it, the fear that continues to be perpetuated and promulgated anew by those that genuinely refuse to accept Blacks as actually human will continue to run unabated throughout the land.

Some may say or think that that my beliefs are far adrift and do not represent what is occurring in the year 2022.

To them, I simply say...LOOK AROUND. This failure to accept that every voice of naivete and indifference only provides expansive fertile ground for those who seek to perpetuate hatred.

**Your voice makes a difference.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE**

This piece...
I went DEEEEP into the vault to find this piece after I became knowledgeable that my current path mirrors that of the grandfather I never knew. I remember it pouring from me and at the moment of writing it finding myself thinking-"where did this come from"?

I invite you to listen to it.

I invite you to ruminate on it.

I give you my permission, as if you really need it, to ponder, what the heck is Slater Hayes talking about?

When it strikes you, if you even care, think about the seeds of the numerous families that were adulterated by those who professed disdain for every aspect of our existence. Think about the individual lives that were forever changed

Think about...well allow your minds to carry you, one does not have to travel far, to the myriad events that lead to the stripping away of various layers of our seed. Only for those engaging in the assault on our persons, our mental well-being, our heritage-to never seemingly attain contentment with all they caused to be laid bare.

I desire that...

"Better Know Your Seed" evokes thought and inspires the listener to self-reflect on all that is within that continues to propel us to prosper in the many endeavors that we pursue. Self-reflect on those things that are intentionally imposed by others, or self-imposed, to present obstacles to our becoming fully ripened-in preventing us in achieving OUR FULL PURPOSE...

RUMINATE ON IT...

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

The first episode of Year 2 of the Spoken Word with Slater Hayes.

This piece...I was hoping to not release. However, it seems that nothing appears to have changed since I began this journey, via this platform, one year ago.

I was hoping to honor the memory of Congressman John Lewis on today. However, it seems that the police of Minneapolis, Minnesota are intent on staying in the spotlight for what is yet another, to say the least, questionable shooting of a black man.

Unfortunately, the same script that has played out on too many times previously, has been played out, yet again.

Yes, there appears to be uncertainty as to whether the police officers (SWAT) that were executing a purported NO KNOCK WARRANT-yea, the kind that was alleged to have been banned-were justified in shooting Amir Locke. An armed Amir Locke who brandished his REGISTERED weapon after being awakened by the noises of intruders.

Yes, intruders that had entered his home with the intent of serving a warrant-ON SOMEONE ELSE- for what have been reported as property crimes.
" A Tattered Script"
casts light on the litany of occurrences that have robbed young black men of their lives by seemingly overzealous cops. The question becomes, "how long must we endure these occurrences being chalked up to overzealousness"?

How long must we endure the violation of our civil rights-our inherent right to life?

By the way, did anyone else take note of the officer that reached out to the offending officer to prevent him from firing even more rounds into the helpless body of young Amir?

Yea, that part seems to be conveniently overlooked.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!**!

***Please note, according to officials, the video obtained from police worn cameras does not substantiate the written police account provided by officers on the scene

January 28, 2021...we lost an American icon.

Ms. Cicely Tyson.

"She Answered the Call"

are my feelings that I put into words, on the day of her transition, as a way of personal tribute to her, her endearing spirit and the legacy that she leaves behind.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

I composed this piece on last year, just prior to the January 20, 2021, presidential inauguration.
The euphoria during that time was palpable. One of US was ascending to the second highest office in the land.

There was a "run" on "chucks" and every visible neck adorned a string of pearls.
However, since that time there have been concerted attempts to tarnish the image of the "bronzed queen" that we were so excited to celebrate.

Yes, some of the damage that has incurred may have been self-inflicted, but in all sincerity -what Vice-President has not been scrutinized and left to simply carry the water for the individual occupying the highest office in the land?

However, this particular occupant has been scrutinized, ad nauseum. Could it be it's because she is a woman.? Or could it be because...

"She Looks Like Me"
In my opinion, it is a combination of both-with an even higher intensity of scrutiny directed at her because she is a BLACK WOMAN. There is going to be every attempt to disparage and castigate her because of her close proximity to the seat of power.

The attempts are not veiled. The actions of those intent on casting doubt on her character and their assertions that she lacks leadership skills are intended to remove her from consideration for nomination, if in fact, the current president chooses to not seek office in 2024.

WE cannot be bamboozled into thinking that "our bronzed queen" lacks what is necessary to ascend to the office of president. WE must remain vigilant against all efforts that seek to cast a pall on her simply because she may possess ambitions. Ambitions that were expected, a rite of passage, for seemingly every one of her predecessors.

Let US continue to esteem our bronzed queen irrespective of the negative attention and the questions asked by media regarding the possibilities of her remaining on the ticket in 2024.

Remember, it is the sole purpose of MANY to ensure that a person of color NEVER OCCUPIES the ultimate seat of power, again.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES

PEACE!!**

Simply,

As we travel along this journey, is your level of influence affecting those with whom you come into contact in a positive or negative manner? Whether we acknowledge it or not, be it intentionally or accidentally, each of our encounters leaves an indelible memory.

With that, I ask, are you a...

"Dream Maker or Dream Taker"...it is solely up to each of us to make a conscious determination as to who we are or will become.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

Chicagoland, Atlanta, Jackson, Memphis, Los Angeles, Washington D.C., ...

all of the preceding cities are seeing an increase in the number of crimes and the number of crimes committed with firearms. If that was not enough, the types of weapons being utilized are becoming increasingly larger and exponentially more lethal. Additionally, the number of rounds that are discharged within seconds, wait per second, is absolutely mind boggling.

These crimes are primarily being attributed to inner-city youth, (code word for Blacks), The question that should be asked is -how the weaponry that is now being utilized in the blatant frontal assaults on and against our communities-is so easily reaching the hands of the perpetrators of these violent acts?

The increase in the lethality of the weapons utilized in the heinous acts that we are witnessing is being highlighted in the increase in the

"Caliber"
of the weapon that the oftentimes immature perpetrator chooses to brandish. It appears that they are committing these crimes with the idea that they are laying claim to a specific brand. A brand that many perceive as substantiating their street credibility or entrenching them in some secret society that promotes violence

We must work diligently and vigilantly in ensuring that these weapons are no longer made accessible to our youth, as well as the many others who desire to reign down terror on the inhabitants or visitors to the many places within our communities that were once considered sacrosanct.

Remember, THEY are OUR kids, and it is incumbent upon US to protect them from themselves.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

SLATER HAYES!!!

As the years keep rolling by, we as a people still find ourselves in
"hold" mode.

We can pretend as if the actions, or lack thereof, of persons in positions of authority have no direct impact on our lives or the lives of those to whom we aspire to take up the mantle of our rich heritage.

The lyrics " we shall overcome" continue to drip eloquently from the mouths of those who have seen the arc continue to bend. Thus, shattering the past practices of our oppressors and those who benefit from their practices due to the tacit approval conveyed through uninvolvement-inaction.

There are those of us who feel change is not occurring rapidly enough.

And, unfortunately, there are also those among us who actually thought we had arrived. To their chagrin, they are now experiencing some of the not- so- subtle machinations of a system that aspires to return us to times of torment and injustice.

"Sam, Didn't Say When "
is my way of recognizing those who have been and remain in the struggle- waiting on the corner-for that transport promised by the soulful lyricist, and many before him, YEARS AGO.

Despite being perpetually stuck in a holding pattern, the will and determination of my people has not waned. Instead, we continue to gather- my people-representing all walks of life-intent on boarding that bus that will deliver us to that place where those things hoped for can become fully manifest.

Let us remain vigilant and prayerful that Sam's words were a prophecy soon to come to fruition.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!

After listening to this piece, I know that a number of males that reside within the Midwest, especially the Chicagoland area, will possess the same feelings as I.

There is something about the brutal winds of Chiago that exposes the true nature of its inhabitants. The corner of Madison and State, purported to be the coldest corner in America, will lead one to seriously consider relocating.

"Now You Know"
is not an attempt to mock those that still reside within the area but is instead a tribute to those who continue to boldly endure the insufferable winters of Chicago and its prevailing winds.

I esteem those who relentlessly carry out their day-to-day tasks undeterred by THE HAWK. The breathless condition that she leaves her victims is unmatched and those that gird themselves to face her, daily, should be applauded.

Ladies, I do know that you too, are subjected to the same beastly manners of this screaming brutal nemesis. Perhaps one of you would care to enlighten us to its' effects on you.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!

I did not write this piece with the current situations regarding the recruitment/signing of high-profile athletes by historically black colleges and universities (HBCU's) in mind.

However, the words of my pieces apply to all aspects of life.

This piece addresses the cause(s) of the level of vitriol and rancor that has ensued from high profile white coaches at predominantly white institutions following these signings

One coach blatantly stated that, and I paraphrase, "education is the last thing now". As if HBCU's are bereft of providing quality education

I guess his privilege allows him to dismiss the tremendous achievements, on and outside the arenas of competition, that those who matriculated from HBCU'S have attained.

"Check Our File"
is THAT PIECE that identifies, by name, the characteristics of the ominous cloud shrouding the five-headed beast that is again flexing newly found muscle.

His words encapsulate four of the characteristics of the five-headed beast that we as a people have been battling throughout the history of this land- Prejudice, Inequality, Oppression and Racism. The lone trait, Brutality, is lurking on the horizon awaiting to be unleashed by some rabid fan that is incensed that our young men are exercising their freedom of choice. No, I do not want this to occur, but, sadly, it is inevitable.

Why, you ask? Because throughout the history of this land white men have promoted and sought to exercise their ownership over us, even our decisions.

We have been victimized for years and now the attitudes of those that have impacted, and continues to seek to impact, our future generations are exposing themselves simply because our youth are now choosing to return to the institutions THAT WERE CREATED out of a segregationist value of beliefs that did not deem us human enough to grace their vaunted bastions of alleged educational superiority.

This stench needs to be highlighted and called out when identified as such. His tirade, and those of others, did not simply emanate from the disappointment of losing a recruit. It emanates from within a set of long fostered values and privilege that is more inherently corrosive than most would like to acknowledge.

It is now dripping from under the veil- pouring out from behind the shroud.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!

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This is a piece that was written at the onset of the pandemic. Being a black man who happens to be large in stature, I found myself bombarded by the greetings of persons that, during previous times, would do everything in their power to avoid or ignore me. I decided to determine if it was due to their uncertainty regarding my intentions by conducting an informal experiment.

I found myself walking directly towards persons ...
"Masked"
to observe their initial responses. I soon discovered that while donning my mask I received more personable greetings. Surprisingly, the usual "turned up" toothless smile, or that greeting that does not allow for reciprocation or eye contact had now turned into actual toothsome greetings accompanied with verbal "hello's".

I quickly determined that the piece of cloth that we as concerned citizens are asked to wear has produced a strange effect as it relates to how this large black man has been treated by the general public.

Those who encounter me wearing a mask are now seeking to determine the nature of my character, my intent, by ACTUALLY looking at me-attempting to look me in my eyes. I quickly chose to take this experiment inside to the elevator. Even though the occupancy was restricted to a small number, I discovered that EACH time I boarded with white women there was a concerted attempt to engage me in conversation. This, despite the general public's leeriness in transmitting the virus.

MOST Black men KNOW that this simply does not occur

This mask has seemingly forced "white' people to notice me by acknowledging me in some way other than the surprised or quizzical look normally cast upon me due to my size.

As noted, this was simply my informal observation...

I wonder what others have experienced.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

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I dedicate this piece to my son. Jamil, and all who find themselves placing something other than a COMMA at this specific juncture of their lives.
There is GREATNESS to follow this pause!!

This piece ..

This piece really leaves me without words-as those things that I feel are truly captured within the words that were imparted unto me and expressed in
"Constant Discovery"
...The on-going transformation that is present and possible with GOD is unmatched. I will leave it there...PLAY IT AGAIN, and AGAIN as I have done, over and over, and submit yourself in order to be transformed by our Mighty GOD.

HE will pick you up and start you on a new journey irrespective of where you are.

PRAISE HIM...HALLELUJAH!!!
**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!
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Originally published September 12, 2021...
This piece, I feel, is very apropos in light of the holidays and the numerous children, young adults and even adults who are observing us go through this journey called LIFE!!

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In our zeal to adhere to the WORD of GOD, we, I believe, sometimes fall short by not delving into the true meaning of its' content. One such instance where this occurs is our belief that relationships, especially those viewed as negative, are to be treated as simple accoutrements of that specific season, and nothing further.

I contend that those relationships are to be viewed as part of the cornucopia of relationships that are required to grow you into the person which you were intended. Those "negative" and "seasonal" relationships are, themselves, designed to further you along in your walk, as well as, aid the other party along in his or her journey.

Keep in mind the manner in which we grow relationships, and how we respond to those that fail, is being observed by others. The fact that we give short shrift, intentionally and unintentionally, to those that provide vital ingredients to our overall makeup is also critical to how those seeking to emulate us comprise the recipe to their individual futures.

In spite of this knowledge, our actions oftentimes denote an obliviousness to the reality that...

"Someone is Always Watching"

This piece attempts to highlight the reality that we are always being observed. But more importantly, it is my attempt to cast a light on the importance of ALL relationships, whether they be fleeting or lifelong, and the purpose that each serves in our individual growth.

So, in the future, give honor to the variety of experiences that have impacted your life and be sure to learn to understand and appreciate the importance of the "seasoning" they continue to contribute. In addition, make a conscious effort to acknowledge the extent of "flavoring" left behind by those who are no longer part of your recipe.

More importantly, always keep in mind that regardles of the duration of their season or the level of their input...

They all added to the composition of the finished product...YOU!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

Those that grew up in the hearts of urban areas are probably left without words as they witness the complete redevelopment of areas that they once called home. What was formerly the local sandlot that represented the home field advantage against neighboring foes now houses a renowned nationally known supermarket.

Memories of mom catching the train to, and the jitney from, the ONLY store 20 miles away still bombard the minds of the many who now cascade through the self-checkout in the identical spot that was once the heart of the 'hood.

Did anyone notice that they are building another bank on what was the location of our hangout. You know, the former duplex- the one where we hung out on the stoop and watched the girls and told fantastical dreams of what we were going to bring back to the community once we "made" it.
Did you check out the name of the bank? Yep, its the same bank that inhibited my folks, and probably yours too, from attaining their dreams-that failed to provide them the loan to obtain...

"A Piece of the Come Up"
..now they are taking advantage of the remaining few by enticing them with a life free from the maladies that the powers that be seemingly have raised their hands to in surrender.

There should be questions as to why developers so desperately want to acquire areas that have been identified as gang infested and crime ridden. Questions should abound as to how those acquired areas miraculously evolve into "the safest neighborhoods" within the city, once they have bamboozled our people out of what was obviously prime real estate.

It may sound as if I am telling someone else's story as I was reared in Jackson, Mississippi. I am. However, the issues that are are prevalent within the larger urban cities are now pervasive within the south. That includes unknown investors buying out long-time residents for pennies on the dollar-alleging to help them achieve their desire for that peace that they so richly deserve and seek.

We must do our homework, We must unite and insist that our communities be held in the same regard as those that are being taken over. We must demand that we be treated with the same dignity as those who now occupy the spaces- the places-that helped to mold us into who we have become.
**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!**

I previously posted this piece on August 8, 2021 as the fifth episode in the detailing of the hold that drugs once had on my life...

BUT THIS TIME...

I am posting it to extol the goodness that MY GOD has in store for me and ALL that truly trust, humbly submit, and believe that HE can truly do abundantly more that we can ask think or imagine.

Yes, I have written several pieces that would probably more adequately celebrate GOD. However....
"I Ain't Made to be Contained"
with all its nuances, allows the listener to delve into the realities of our human nature seeking to control the course of our lives as we helplessly watch it being played out- RIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES!

Why you may ask? The answers are multitudinous. But as for me, it was due to the insatiable desire to lead- to go out before the ark.

God has done a mighty work for me. However, it is my sincere prayer that HE will continue to perform an even mightier work through me.

HE has established this time as a time in my life for me to redeem the numerous gifts with which HE has gifted me.

No, not so that I can revel about individual success(es), but so that I can use each of the opportunities with which I have been presented, and that are on the horizon, to mightily impact just one, two-millions-by enumerating possible solutions to the numerous societal issues that are presented within The Spoken Word.

I now realize that GOD was setting me up by awakening me in the early morning hours to compose the numerous pieces that have evoked thought among loyal listeners and queries from those unsure as to the purpose of each. To be quite honest, I often found myself in sheer amazement and asking- WHY?

I know that each episode was the laying of the the groundwork for the next phase of what is sure to be dynamic, relevant and a source from which HE can receive ALL THE GLORY!!!

Stay Tuned-Keep your Eyes Open as I allow GOD to lead me down the path of this new and exciting journey-free and freed from self- imposed walls.
Our Spirit Lives!!

Peace!!!

"I Ain't Made to be Contained

...the fifth in a series of episodes that are my attempt to identify the various constrictions that the affliction of addiction is capable of manifesting within one's life. Oftentimes that constriction is that of diminishing confidence with one's personal skill, or, the inability to "see" the potential contained within those things that appear before us-potential that was once so apparent.

Drugs, and any other addiction for that matter, have the ability to cause their respective users to construct self-imposed walls within their lives and their imaginations. Oftentimes creating a mindset that alters lives and causing the manifestation of a mindset/ lifestyle that proves to be even more deleterious than the addiction itself.

I pray that each listener is lead to read the descriptions of each individual episode-listen to the episode- and ruminate on those parts contained within each that may prove beneficial to the overcoming of those things that seek to inhibit growth on all levels. Prayerfully, this can be accomplished through the knowledge that...

YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!
*1 Corinthians 10:13

Our Spirit Lives!!!

PEACE!!!

"Unabridged": not cut or shortened;
COMPLETE.

Just as with any phrase or sentence, the punctuation that is used is helpful in determining the meaning of what is written preceding its use.
In fact, it even plays a role in the voice inflection of the reader.

While reminiscing about the times past during the journey of "your dash", ask yourself the following,
" what manner of punctuation should I use in seeking to describe a specific period in time?"

Personally, I found it quite interesting and very enlightening.

So, as you ruminate on this episode and reflect on times past, take pause(that would be a comma), and consider the punctuation that will be used as you presently confront the circumstances of the day.

As for me, my author has a way of provoking me with the punctuation that HE uses, for HIS edition of my story is indeed...

"Unabridged"

and he grants me mercy and grace, with each new page, each new chapter, in order to continue on the path HE directs.

No, there is no way that I can change the past punctuation(s).

However, I can indeed learn from each period of time and seek to ensure that the punctuation to be used in the future will appropriately capture my selfless desire to live out the mantra...
" I was created to make something or SOMEONE better!"

OUR SPRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!

My niece Analise, a brilliant student, top notch competitive swimmer and overall special child, provided inspiration for this piece.

I thought that it was going to be conveyed in a manner that would suggest that I was feeling empathetic for the experiences that she , and others of her age, were having to endure due to the scourge of COVID.
A scourge that is continuing to ravage our communities due to the willful neglect created by personal choice.

Instead, as you can hear by the inflection within my delivery, it is delivered in a manner that more so conveys a sense of frustration with those that are leaving our precious ones to experiment with various ways to contain their emotions. Emotions that are caused by the infliction of pain thrust upon them by those who are "supposed" to have their best interest at heart.

Yes, ADULTS, I am referring to all of you who are more concerned with scoring political points than the emotional and physical well-being of our youth. OUR YOUTH who are progressing through their formative years without experiencing those things that were critical to our personal self-development.

Several of those things are mentioned in the piece so I will not elaborate further.

The hyper-politicization of a pandemic that has thrown us all back on our heels, and devastated families, has caused some of us to forget how delicate our emotions were at similarly significant points in our lives. We also seem to have conveniently forgotten the numerous factors and events that helped to shape us into whom we have become.

"Bottled Up"
is my way of simply highlighting the pain and hurt that is being felt by our youth due to our selfish and oftentimes abhorrent behavior.

It is my desire that this piece serve as a reminder to us all to take care of our children, our youth- those that we profess to care about- by listening to them and adhering to those things that are designed to better serve their personal well-being and their futures.

It is essential, as adults, that we remove SELF from the equation so that OUR CHILDREN may once again flourish!

"**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

* Yes, Analise's mother, my sister, has long ago made the correct choice!

Yes, INDEED you know.

As the introduction points out, a number of us have come to know the feelings that coincide with the absence of a loved one. Oftentimes, we are left to feel that prolonged separation is unbearable.
It goes without saying that none is more emotionally wrenching than permanent loss.

"Love"...was written from the perspective of each. It seems that when we are separated from our loved ones indescribable events occur that bring about memories that may lead us to tears, especially if that loved one has transitioned. However, as time continues to pass those same events, that lead us to cry are somehow turned into smiles-smiles that seemingly brighten the mood of those on whose face it adorns.

I pray that each listener does not cast aside those special occurrences as merely unexplainable. I feel that with each instance, our loved ones-whether 5,000 miles away or dwelling with the saints, are letting us know that they are with us-tucked FOREVER away in our hearts, and are desperately seeking to restore the radiant beauty of the smile that they were accustomed to seeing when they were physically near.

I pray that my sister Valerie(Joyce), and all those who have recently suffered loss, will soon experience- the assuredness of presence created by the mysterious moisture mistakenly identified as tree sap- the inexplicable embracing warmth contained within that singular rain drop- and the freedom of enlightenment(knowing) contained within the beautiful prism of the dew drop-all those things which will return the radiant smiles created by the memories of ENDURING LOVE!

Love you Joyce

Our Spirit Lives!!

PEACE!!!

This piece...ohhh, this piece!!!

This piece was written to pay tribute to those that comprised my village.

Even though I am the author, listening to it causes emotions to well up inside that are really too hard to describe with mere words.

As I reminisce about the respective impact of each person, a specific story oftentimes comes to mind. From the Sunday school teachings of Mrs. Tony, at Greater Fairview Baptist Church, who recognized and highlighted God's gifts in each of the rambunctious youth within her charge, to the teachings by example from my father to never leave a project undone, to the quiet love heaped upon me and my siblings by our mom as she prepared daily breakfasts -oftentimes enduring excruciating pain. The foundation set in place by those mentioned, and others, as a part of my village, has proven to be critical in the development of who I am.

All of their teachings, and the experience of many experiences, prepared me and left me...

"Grounded"
I encourage each listener of this episode to " play it back" and think of those who were instrumental in your development. In addition, think of the many things that were imparted unto you that can prove to be a vital cog to the many persons, known and unknown, that are dependent on you for their personal development.

**Our Spirit Lives!!

PEACE!!!**

There are a number of thoughts that dwell within the recesses of my mind. Many have found their way to paper.

The prevalent issue that this piece addresses is the fear that our youth, and those that continue to exhibit youthful tendencies, are inflicting upon our communities.

The Spoken Word is about truth!
And we cannot continue to pretend that the level of palpable fear that is present due to the made for motion picture purge that is presently occurring is not real.

The manner in which we are conducting ourselves in our communities has left our seasoned members, our youth and the community at-large, to feel as if they are being held...

"Hostage"...
Grandparents are left to cower behind closed curtains, children relegated to playing outdoor games inside-afraid to venture outside because a teenager wants to express his anger towards a neighbor, a nemesis, with an extended magazine. Young men are enticed to submit to the lifestyle of a glorified gangster, simply because, in more instances than we care to admit, that is all they have to emulate.

They too, in a twisted sort of way, are being held hostage by a system that has subliminally and overtly enticed them to submit to the characterization that has been continually perpetuated in order to fulfill the purposes of others.

We must, once again, recognize our value -the importance of black men within the family and community in order for us to thrive.

I SEE all that of which we are capable.

I have also heard the dreams of black young men left to ruminate their ill-conceived actions as they serve 10 year, 20 year, LIFE bits from the dank confines of a 6 x 8 cell. Leaving them to express that they are being held hostage because of their choices... failing to understand that they are indeed hostages.

Hostage to their mind and those people, those things, that control it.

Yet...

Our Spirit Lives!!

PEACE!!!

We all have been, or will be viewed, at one point in life as the person who can "get it done"-regardless of the respective field.
This is especially true for the athlete that arrives on campus as the designated savior. The anointed one in whom all the alumni and the irrepressible hangers-on stake the entire future of their beloved programs.

Unfortunately, for the athlete the tenure at their respective institutions comes to an end. Oftentimes, without reaching the desired goal that was envisioned for them, and the program, by the numerous persons that craved the opportunities to boastfully "strut", living vicariously, among friends due to the attained successes of the athlete and their cherished program.

"When the Star Quits Twinkling "
is based primarily on stories that have been conveyed to me through the years and, of course, personal observations and experiences. Oftentimes, the athlete becomes the victim of a celebrity status that has been thrust upon them and the inflated ego that accompanies the ability to enter that place where everybody seems to be
"glad you came".

The question that has yet to be answered is what becomes of those who fail to live up to their expected billing? Are they simply cast aside-becoming yet another victim of a vicious cycle that dispenses of over-hyped potential as easily as yesterday's leftovers?

What mechanisms are in place to address the psychological damage that occurs within a young person that was promoted to be a "sure thing", a star? A star that never managed to ascend to a position of prominence among a galaxy of stars.

That question, along with many others, has, in my opinion, never been adequately addressed.
Sure, programs have identified " life coaches" and developed programs to aid their respective players in their transition to normal life.

However, I have never seen this issue addressed in a manner that can convey the proven, non-anecdotal successes, that could be beneficial to the many young lives that are unable to separate themselves from a dream that they were unable to attain.

This must change.

Our Spirit Lives!!

PEACE!!

The full majesty of this experiment called democracy may, in my humble opinion, never be fully illuminated due to the resistance of those exerting control to forthrightly address their systemic and personal affinity(ies) for racism.

Their has been, in the last two weeks, an attempt by this platform to silence my individual and personal thoughts/beliefs.

Why, I ask?

Nothing I have posted is derogatory, inflammatory, nor casts aspersions towards any specific individual. Sure, a number of my past pieces may lead one to identify certain persons. This is only possible due to the obvious truths that one has experienced, or is able to discern, due to being victimized by the negative effects of those experiences. Others that would be able to identify, or discern, the subject of my pieces are those that are the perpetrators of those events deemed deleterious to another.

"Still, Deeper"
was written many months ago but was now chosen for publication because of what has recently occurred regarding The Spoken Word.
More importantly, I chose to publish it at this time becacuse of the correlation between The Spoken Word and what is occurring to MY PEOPLE at this specific point in time.

THERE IS A BLATANT ATTEMPT-A CONCERTED MOVEMENT- TO SILENCE MY PEOPLE, via a failure to legislate voting rights, police reform, education(Critical Race Theory), and many other institutional policies that those of a certain melanin take for granted.

It is more than obvious that those presently wielding power would rather we remain silent-remain shrouded in the darkness where the dictates of authoritarianism would keep the magnificence of our being, the beauty of our faces, the depths of our intellect and the vastness of our creativity tucked away- IN A DARKENED SPACE.

I CHOOSE TO REMOVE THAT SHROUD!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!

This is an edited version of a piece that was previously published on THE SPOKEN WORD with Slater Hayes podcast.
Although it has been edited, it does not diminish the content contained within.

The various manner(s) by which the effects of the whip are affecting US, my people, are multitudinous.
It is incumbent upon us to recognize the

"Messaging II"
and the inherent deleterious nature of an instrument that was used to attempt to force us to succumb, both physically and in spirit.

We must, as a people, once again "dig within" and learn to fight the crippling effects of a system that is designed to perpetually cast us against ourselves.

More importantly, we must utilize our innate ability(ies) to stand against a system that has been nutured to wield power over us through oppressive and suppressive tactics.

**Our Spirit Lives!!!

PEACE!!!**

"I Wish"-(Originally published June 6, 2021)
I am re-publishing this piece because we now find that those things that I was once thought to only be pontificating about-the move to dismantle VOTING RIGHTS and the reversal of ROE V. WADE- have now, regrettably, come to fruition.

Why, one asks?

I would venture to say it is because TOO MANY have chosen to bury their heads and remain on the sidelines. Assuming, incorrectly, that the elimination of the aforementioned rights would not and will not affect them directly.

Sadly, they are grossly mistakened and have willingly allowed themselves to become DIS-informed. The reversal of these 2 landmark cases should be assumed to be a precursor for what is further in store for persons of color, women, immigrants, the LGBTQ+, and other communities that could potentially find themselve negatively affected by this "in-our-face" assault to MAKE AMERICA WHITE AGAIN.

Yes, this mantra represents the mindset of WHITE MEN who are brazenly attempting to return this country to a time when they controlled and dictated ALL ASPECTS of the lives of everyone residing within their ameriKKKa.

The republication of
"I Wish"...is simply me voicing my thoughts-out loud- in hopes that those who remain on th sidelines will finally recognize that the cocoon in which they have wrapped themselves is fallible and subject to the ill-conceived wicked thought of those they view as brothers.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!‐-------------------------------------------------
ORIGINAL PUBLICATION...a piece that I composed when thinking of the various movements that have been started in recent years-ALL with the intent of solidifying our civil rights and increasing the level of awareness of our youth and to attempt to mobilize those that are inclined to remain silent in spite of the number of atrocities that are being perpetrated against people of color.

Are our efforts to mobilize our youth in the continuing struggle for civil and human rights failing to impact our youth and leaving our future in the hands of a generation that is ill prepared to confront the issues at hand?

Should our constant entreaties to those who profess to respect our plight-but remain SILENT- continue with the aspirations that SOMEDAY their voices will reverberate from the shadows and assist in our desire for lasting change?

Those are two of the pressing questions that I have. Indeed, there are many more.

How many do you have?
Our Spirit Lives...
PEACE!!!

Too often those things that are unfamiliar and pose some form of obstacle are brought to life in the form of a monster that seems impossible to overcome. It is beyond time that we address the reality that the fear of the proverbial monster in the closet is not solely exclusive to the fantastical imaginations of youth.

Throughout this journey-where every ache turns into the "Big C", all weird engine sounds warrant a new car, each anonymous call has to be devastating news, and yes, the thought of every new city creates a paralyzing fear-we breathe life into them all, simply because they reside in the realm of the unknown.

"What is Its' Name to You"
...reveals the manner in which our personal "boogeyman" seeks to shake our foundation-even when it is appears to be firmly rooted.

As adults, we find ourselves possessing a level of pride that prevents us from shouting out for help. More often than not, we settle into a posture that attempts to ignore the cause of our fear or proffer a blustery response that is totally beyond what is necessary to adequately address the matter.

In either case, that which we fear is enabled to metastasize while continuing to wreak havoc within our lives, if not addressed.

We have to deal with our individual "booga bear".

Our Spirit Lives!!

Peace!!

This picture that I captured depicts an example of nature's pure beauty. The complexities of this web are eerily similar to the perplexities encountered within the lives of the addicted.

The affliction of addiction leaves one believing that the beautiful distorted canvas of life that is being created is "all good"- leaving one unable to discern that each mind-altered decision, each flailing movement, is engendering an inextricable stream of life's entanglements-leaving its' victim ensnared within a web of self-deceit and self-destruction.

A self-created web that the addicted finds one's self unable to navigate- during periods of sobriety-nor during the far too frequent altered states of euphoria.
"Inflection Point"
...is the place that I reached just prior to being "FILLED"(next week's episode). Just as the rising sun is captured breaking its' way through the trees and is beginning to illuminate the intricacies of the beauty of the spider web-my realization and acceptance of WHAT I had become, and WHO I was, due to my addiction was being revealed. Inexplicably, at that specific point and time, I had finally begun to see as I had never seen before. I now know that the source of the illuminating light was that of the SON. HISintent-to expose the vast network of drug induced behaviors that were being meticulously woven in order to facilitate my ultimate demise.

Thankfully, GOD'S never-ending MERCY and GRACE carried me to the point where I was ready to accept WHOSE I am and to dispense of the selfish desires that were hindering me from becoming who I was intended to become. A vessel created to encounter those anonymous individuals who are on the shore cheering me on so that I can positively impact them along their life's journey- in order that they can begin and successfully fulfill their assignment(s).

**WE ARE ALL PART OF THE COLLECTIVE BODY!!!

*That spider web was there SPECIFICALLY for me in order that the contents of this long ago written episode, never before revealed to the public, could assist that ONE listener in confronting the presenting obstacles along their life's journey...HALLELUJAH!!!

Our Spirit Lives!!!
Peace!!!

Ohhhh,...
this and the previous episodes are those that hit close to home for those who have been mired in the abyss of addiction- in my case -drug addiction.
I oftentimes found myself trapped within the walls of my own mind-restrained there by what I thought was a temporary infatuation-something, because of my self-proclaimed intelligence, that I could out maneuver.

However, I found myself behaving in a manner that I had oftentimes witnessed. Seeking out that last remnant of that which was surely mistakenly dropped in the midst of loading the receptacle designed to deliver the feeling of a fleeting ecstasy.

Let's keep it real-I never imagined that I would EVER behave in such a manner. I had oftentimes witnessed such behavior-BUT NEVER ME!! However, as I look back, I now find myself assured in the knowledge that God allowed me to reach that point so that I could become awakened and that this position of submission was what I needed to experience.
"Say a Prayer While You're There"
...is indeed REAL and depicts, with few words, the various periods of my life-filled with weariness, glee, disappointment and a persistent search of that something to moderate that mercurial internal barometer- filled with its' seemingly never ending too high highs and too low lows. The search for the remnants of a drug led me back to a position that the drug itself had forced me to abandon-cast aside.

The experiences captured in this episode was the precursor to what would become life changing...

Be sure to tune in next time as I bring you more of my TEST-imony !!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!
PEACE!!!

We each are gifted, or burdened, with memories that want to maintain a certain level of relevance within that space between our ears.
Sometimes we allow those memories of a certain person or activity, within a specific period of our lives, to negatively affect our potential or achievement in our present or future lives.

"Trifecta"is my way of identifying that the propensity for allowing past scars or successes to impact my life is real and that I have to consciously address the issues that are presented by each. The ability to identify those things or periods of time that seek to maintain a foothold within "my present" was, and is, crucial to my ability to live out this thing called life.

**Yes, I am fully aware that trifecta means three but there are numerous events that could occupy that period of time that we identify as the past-yesterday even.

Give it some thought! What are you allowing to rent, lease or own your special space?

Our Spirit Lives!!

Peace!!!

Oftentimes as we go about the life of living out our addiction, irrespective of our affliction of choice, we refuse to take note of the effect that it has on our temperament, our ability to socialize- our physical appearance.
In my case, I even spent an inordinate amount of time in the mirror, hell-bent on ensuring that what was before me met the standards of those with whom I interacted daily. Little did I know that the majority of those in my life were concerned with not angering me or hurting my feelings regarding my appearance. Some chose to remain quiet simply because they had grown weary/saddened by the litany of lies that cascaded from my mouth with my every utterance.
I continued down that path until I saw an ambulance come within view of my rear view mirror. The word in the mirror appeared correctly-even though we all know it is not correct on the vehicle.
That moment in time illuminated something within me-that word, for some strange reason, caused me to SEE ME as I really was.

"I Know why Ambulance is Spelled Backwards"...was my epiphany and, in my opinion, was the beginning of my revival. For in that instant I came to realize that I was less than a shell of myself. Indescribable- even to those that professed to care for me.

No, this was not the moment that I was delivered. (THAT IS A FUTURE EPISODE). However, I view it as the moment that God revealed to me that the guy primping before the mirror should take a HARD LOOK at what was really being reflected.

**Our Spirit Lives!!

PEACE!!**

Glory !!!

That is our exultation when we shed ourselves of those things that are designed to inhibit us by making us FEEL GOOD while indulging in what we know is wrong.

"Trappings"
is that piece... that piece that addresses the struggle WE face when WE have conquered, be it by the delivering power of GOD, or through one's personal stength, a specific affliction. It's at that point, it seems, that numerous other temptations appear-intent on casting us into another abyss of darkness.

It's at that point when those of us that were delivered know that "HE SHALL NOT LEAVE US NOR FORSAKE US"- and that HE has prepared us to stand against the transferrence of temptation.

Walk in your knowledge!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!**

The things from which we seek solace are oftentimes those things that are a known detriment to our overall health-both mentally and physically.

This episode, and a number of my subsequent episodes, is the beginning of a series that I feel compelled to share as part of my personal testimony. The episodes will not be shared in any specific order as it relates to certain periods of my life. I have experienced struggles with a variety of issues and at various stages of my life.
"I Didn't Dream That"

...is a piece that I composed in my mind many years ago while in the midst of engaging in activities that I KNEW had no life-NO FUTURE.

Some will probably ask, "why now"? The answer is that I sincerely feel that there is one listener, or one future listener, that will benefit by the knowledge that there are others who have confronted issues similar to their present day struggles and have been delivered.

Let me be perfectly clear, the next several episodes ARE NOT intended to glorify behaviors. Instead, this is my attempt to demonstrate what is possible when we let go and allow the loving power of an Almighty GOD to assume control-irrespective of the specific circumstance.

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

July 4th!!!

How apropos!!!

The words contained here were written for a specific audience. I pray they fall on sensitive ears.

The piece I share today is designed to address the true and raw emotions that have been, in some instances, bottled-up and inadequately addressed for so long after the death of our boooyyy- Len Bias.

No, this is not some attempt, 35 years later, to rekindle the feelings of those that were intimately involved with our "Shooting Star". Nor is it an attempt to provide a mode of catharsis for others-although I am certain that it will.

Instead, this is my personal attempt to put into words what it was like to try to address the feelings that poured forth, and those that were held captive, after that fateful day-June 19, 1986.
"Pent-Up"... is the direct result of a statement that was made by my wife, Marjorie, concerning a comment that I made after communicating with a great friend of mine(fellow Terp) and several other teammates via a ZOOM call- our first group communication since 1986.

Sure, all of us have progressed from that day and have lead productive and meaningful lives and a FEW of us maintain meaningful communication. However, I oftentimes concern myself with the lack of comradery with so many others with whom I share so many precious memories.

Did the death of Len negatively impact the future of those relationships?

Maybe this is selfish but to simply acknowledge my various states of emotion, via the written and spoken word, has been somewhat liberating after all these many years.
Listen, Ruminate and then Play it Back!!!

Maybe it will be as liberating for you as it was for me.
OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!
PEACE!!!

The continuous killing of my people and the barrage of those events being televised continuously has eliminated the need for indoctrination once incorporated at the "special pic-a-nic".
White youth are now being plopped down in front of televisions and are being taught the intricacies of hatred, wittingly and unwittingly, without leaving their homes. This was especially true during March 2020 until very recently(June 2021).
Yes, the lynching's are now being beamed directly into their homes.

"Mama, It's Still Circling"

highlights the reality, some may perceive this belief as far-fetched, that there is a concerted effort to warp the minds of youth by allowing them to witness the murder of blacks unabated for days and weeks on end. All without using these occurrences as teaching moments to highlight the cruelties of hatred and immorality.

But, then again- why would they , when there is agreement with what is being witnessed.

We have to face and confront the ugly reality-HEAD ON-that hatred and racism exists and that it can never be adequately addressed without calling it out and recognizing how it is being perpetuated.

As long as the issue persists, I will continue to address it-in my special way!!

O**UR SPIRIT LIVES...

PEACE!!!
*The sentence imposed upon the murderer of George Floyd in no way levels the playing field as it relates to the disproportionate level of violence perpetrated against my people by law enforcement. However, it does fortify the spirit of HOPE that is ever-present within the hearts and minds of those within my community.

We all have memories and stories that we can tell about our father's. The stories I have are not based on long eloquent conversations that we had- that was not Snow!
My life lessons were derived from observing- the good and bad -of this man of action.

"Pops"...encapsulates the essence of the man that had "many" mouths to feed and went about those things to ensure we had "somt'eat". As I look back it seems that a number of his actions were indeed based on that fact.

I hope this piece stirs memories within you all of your dad's as we celebrate them on this day...

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!**

It's hard to believe that on this day 35 years ago you were relegated to being a memory. We love you just as much now as we did then. Not because of your super human feats on the court, and believe me they were super human, but because of who you were. Your out-going personality, desire to satisfy and accommodate all, regardless of the request.

Maybe that contributed to your tragic demise. Hey, that's for another day and time.
On this day I want to honor you with this piece... "Shooting Star"
...that succinctly expresses the place you maintain within my heart and mind. I am more than sure that there are numerous others that have similar thoughts.

Continue your rest brother!!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

PEACE!!!

*Hey man, several of the fellows and myself are getting together on June 19th, for the first time since your funeral, to reminisce and chop it up. I am sure that you will be pleased that we finally are getting together even if it is via ZOOM. NAWWW, I don't know what has taken us sooo long.

"Look Away...This Ain't Your Dixieland"Black men-for so long having to look away for fear of the repercussions.

WE KNOW THAT GAZE!!!

That GAZE intent on inflicting fear!!!

WE KNOW THAT GAZE!!!

That GAZE delivering that intimidating message-You are being watched!!!

BLACK MEN...WE KNOW THAT GAZE!!!

BLACK MEN-we are NOT victims-ONLY VICTIMIZED!!
BLACK MEN-WALK IN RIGHTEOUSNESS!!!

OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Update- June 3, 2021
Initial Publication- February 12, 2021

This piece, my first to be published via podcast, is apropos considering what is occurring in state legislatures throughout the land. Listen closely, as this movement is assuming the characteristics of the storm that is the crux of right wing fringe groups. There are also those that are attempting to give the potential devastating effects of the movement to suppress the vote of MY PEOPLE short shrift(read as Mitch McConnell, among others)-thus granting tacit approval for the continuation of the efforts by those intent on relegating MY PEOPLE to the point of insignificance.

Our Spirit Lives!!!
PEACE!!

"Center Eye" was composed as I was completing my early morning walk through one of the local parks. The serenity of the deer , the dew and the fog that hung over the water stirred me to the allegorical content of this piece, especially in contrast to the racial tension that confronts persons of color at this point in time.

The continuing attempts to "keep us in our place" continues, unabated.
They continue in their relentless efforts to relegate us to a position of irrelevance.

"Never Defeated"

simply highlights OUR abilities to recognize the persistent threat that is present and OUR inherent abilities to rise above each and every obstacle that is thrust into our paths...

OUR SPIRIT LIVES...

PEACE!!!

Citadel: a fortress that commands a city.
Synonyms: fortification, bastion, stronghold.

The portrayal of the black man within the black family-within society-has been defined as everything EXCEPT those words above. The persistent portrayal of the black man as a shiftless thug- one who has abdicated his position due to a lack of concern for family and community-has been perpetuated and continues to grow throughout the land. This growth has been nurtured, in part, due to the inflammatory code words that are used to describe the areas predominantly occupied by my people.

Words such as inner-city, ghetto and urban blight have been used to create a vision of areas that have been neglected- cast away. The phrases "at-risk youth" and" female-headed household" have been utilized to foster negative images of entire generations-the entire family structure- in order to falsely portray the BLACK MAN as having totally shunned the responsibility of ensuring the success of both their individual families and their communities, at-large.

"The Citadel"...

is a short piece that I composed within my head while driving past a school located within a predominantly black neighborhood several years ago and witnessed BLACK MEN, of all ages and dress, proudly escorting their children from school. It found its' way to paper only recently amidst the spate of incidents by those within Amerikkka that persist in on-going efforts to demonize the BLACK MAN, irrespective of the circumstance.

WE know that the BLACK MAN remains a stronghold within our families and a bastion for those in search of a comforting hand or the fortifying support that can only be provided by us-THE BLACK MAN!
WE recognize that our families, our communities are not only enhanced but thrive due to our presence.

Let's not allow those with nefarious motives to minimize OUR IMPORTANCE any further.

OUR SPIRIT LIVES...

PEACE!!!

ENDURING!!
That one word , I think, best surmises my people. Despite all that we have encountered, and continue to encounter, we continue to confront each with an enduring faith, and an enduring spirit.

"a Different Kind of Cloth", though simplistically composed, is my attempt to capture US as we are confronted with, and successfully address, the day-to-day circumstances of life.

As you listen think about the various ways in which "your cloth" has been tested.
I am sure there are numerous stories to be told.
Yes, you find yourself able to tell them, in part, due to THE ENDURING SPIRIT so meticulously woven within your "cloth".

Indeed, "OUR SPIRIT LIVES"...

PEACE!!

We have been left to determine whether the perceived good intentions of those that have the capacity to impact our lives on a daily basis are indeed good at all.
Friendly faces adorned with beautiful smiles are leaving us in a quandary-ALWAYS-about the nature of their intent.

"Oh, How it Amazes" addresses just that.
It is intended to evoke thought and was penned at a time that I was entertaining considerable thought as to how "I" was being perceived as naïve to what was occurring regarding a specific business matter. The disparate treatment was pointed out to me by a white man that I have known for quite a period of time.

So, as I stated at the beginning of this episode, this piece speaks for itself. Listen, and allow it to SPEAK TO YOU!!!

PEACE!!

The frequency with which there is a physical assault on my people is now, oftentimes, viewed as routine within our community(ies). The abhorrent actions perpetrated against us oftentimes goes without punishment and sadly is eventually forgotten. This is primarily due to the occurrence of an oftentimes more horrific act against one of our own.
It is almost as if there is a concerted conspiracy to commit heinous acts in order to overshadow another.
"A Chosen Vicious Cycle is my attempt to call out the perpetual continuation, by some, to continue an enduring legacy of hatred.
We have to be resolute in our commitment to not allow any of the crimes committed against us to go unresolved.
The actions of a number of the perpetrators are unmistakably intentional.
We cannot allow the unrepentant perpetrators of these cowardly acts to continue to go unpunished.
WE CANNOT DISHONOR OUR LOVED ONES BY FORGETTING!!!

PEACE!!!

Well, here we are , yet again.

I suppose I should just resign myself to the fact that the killing of us by police-the system- is going to continue-despite our continuing efforts to bring attention to it.
We march, we acquiesce- nothing seems to satisfy your insatiable desire to kill us.

Nawww!! That ain't happening!

This BLACK MAN shall never be pushed to the point of giving up-giving in. There has to be a point that you become enlightened to the fact that as a people we wish you no ill will. A point that you avail yourselves to the reality that the indomitable spirit of my people will prevail. No, not to the point of your demise- as you appear to desire for us- but to that place that YOU resign yourselves to the reality that WE are desirous of a peaceful existence.

My signature sign-off to my pieces is- OUR SPIRIT LIVES.
I did not choose that because I thought it was a catchy phrase. I chose those words because they are TRUE. The SPIRIT of my people-who have endured so much- SHALL continue to live within the lives of of US who remain to endure this fleshly struggle. OUR SPIRIT shall even remain within those that you prematurely send to that eternal place to dwell with their forefathers.

Please recognize that!!

**OUR SPIRIT LIVES!!

Peace!!**

Your continuing onslaught of dastardly and cowardly deeds is designed to make us grow weary.

The constant acts of blatant racism that are being perpetrated against us by persons that are intent on maintaining the diminishing authority and privilege that they now possess has seemingly increased the wanton acts of cruelty against my people.

They are utilizing "A Tattered Script" .

Tattered by its continuing use in order to accomplish the desires of intimidation and brutality that have proven to be very successful within my community.

Though our spirits remain under assault and may have been diminished by your continuing efforts-they have not diminished to the point of acquiescence-for we stand on the shoulders of our brave ancestors. Those that continue to uplift us during times of your frontal assault on those things that should be inherent to all.

Know this-we will not succumb under the weight of your vile actions!!

Our Spirit Lives!!

Peace!!

Elementary!! It doesn't appear that everyone learned those lessons and are intent on robbing us of our inalienable rights.
Make no mistake though-the daily gifts of Mercy and Grace are not incumbent on the vile actions of man.
We, as a people, will continue to walk in the KNOWING of a MIGHT that far exceeds those things that are cast upon us by an unbelieving neighbor. A neighbor that CHOOSES to inflict actions upon US that are in direct contradiction to those things that THEY profess.

Our Spirit Lives- because HE LIVES!!!

PEACE!!!

Hatred is manifested in a number of ways. One of them is through acts of RACISM.
Yes, RACISM is now on full display in how the availability and administration, or lack thereof, of the COVID vaccine is occurring within the black and brown communities. Initially, there was this huge push to address the prevalence of vaccine hesitancy within the Black community due to the the plethora of examples of us being utilized as guinea pigs.
Now, it seems that there is some type of sick experimentation underway to determine the lethality of this pandemic, amongst blacks, by denying it to us- those that are suffering the most.
Clinics once filled with predominantly blacks are now being over run by whites traveling from miles to receive a vaccine that addresses a plague once labelled a hoax-by those now standing in line.
YES, RACISM is alive and well!! Regrettably, the extreme and creative ways to which persons will sink in order to exhibit it are too numerous to mention. "Conundrum" addresses several of the past acts of hatred manifesting as racism. It in no way attempts to identify those listed as the most extreme or cruel. It simply gives concrete examples of abhorrent cruel realities to which persons of color were subjected.
Now, in addition to concerning ourselves with past actions, we have to ensure that we are not being victimized by some sick form of REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY!!!

Our Spirit Lives...PEACE

This scourge called Covid has enlightened me, and I am sure many others, as to the position held within the lives of others. Those once considered friends have revealed themselves to be nothing more than acquaintances. Conversely, those thought to be casual associates have proven to be friends, in every sense of the word.
I know this subject matter is difficult to talk about but it is something that has to be addressed.
I am that person to do just that and "Knowing You're Mink-They Think You're Rabbit" is my public outcry!!
It is past time that we stop disregarding the feelings of those with whom we have formed supposed bonds by casting them aside and attributing discarded relationships to the convenient words of the scriptural text found in Ecclesiastes.
Yes, I understand that every relationship, nor acquaintance made, is designed to be maintained throughout "this entire journey". I also know that the callous and wanton disregard of those relationships is not what is to be conveyed through the words -everything has its season.
Although this piece brings focus to this issue that has been uncovered due to Covid -it is in no way an attempt to disregard the other issues that lead us to treat others in a manner that disregards the significance of their being.
THAT, IS FAR TOO EASY!!
IT IS MY DESIRE THAT THIS PIECE PROMOTE CONVERSATION...READY GO!!!

It's my birthday--the BIG 6-0. As the years have flown by I find myself taking note of the things that I can no longer do--AS WELL. However, I also find myself able to do things with more proficiency and with less effort. The journey of life is indeed something that I give honor to GOD for on a daily basis. I continue to thank him for his mercies and grace that are fresh and new each and every day.
My prayer is that we ALL take note of this special gift and the numerous memories that we have to enjoy as we travel along this journey.
ENJOY this piece as you take note of the change for which we are thankful...PEACE!!!

The passing of time, especially when that time is highlighted by a birthday-a special birthday, is oftentimes met with melancholy. This special occasion for me, my 60th birthday is filled with just that. I look back over time and I can truly state that my life experiences have definitely run the gamut. Experiences for which I am proud, experiences that have created tremendous sadness and experiences that I would circumvent and replace with those fostered by better decisions.

However, there is one thing of which I am absolutely certain-I would not be the person that I am now without the experiences and the relationships, both good and bad, that I have endured over time.

This episode focuses on the memories of a routine day during my early childhood-prior to having to "hit it" with my dad-and those memories that I now treasure for the impact they played on my personal evolution.

I thank God for granting me the privilege of memories. I also thank HIM for the mercy and grace-each day- that allows me the opportunity to make more.

Take a listen and allow me to return you to simpler times...PEACE!!!

This episode was written with the express purpose of release on this day...March 9th- my 25th wedding anniversary. The lady, my wife Marjorie, that has held my heart , and will continue to hold it, has given my life GREAT JOY-through the good and the not so good. We were intent on living a life that exuded the Kingdom-and, for the most part, we have done just that.
Celebrate with me , WITH US, as we look forward to many more wonderful years...
living under the umbrella of God's favor.

On this day of JUBILEE, I thought this piece to be ideal to honor the numerous heroes that sacrificed their very lives on the Edmund Pettus Bridge in their struggle for CIVIL RIGHTS.
Numerous persons were beaten on that fateful day in order to attain, not only voting rights, but rights that should have been inherent to ALL human beings.
I penned this piece on the day that civil rights icon John Lewis transitioned to his eternal resting place among the saints.

EPISODE 2
There is a question that seems to have grown in popularity in recent weeks..."is this America?" This question was posed by one of the brave Capitol Hill policemen during the attempted coup on January 6th. It seems that numerous insurrectionists spewed racist vitriol(shhh-they called him nigger) at him as they plundered the beacon of democracy in search of individuals to kill. "AKA", addresses that question by addressing the continuing hatred, lack of respect and the complete disdain that certain sectors of America possesses for Blacks, irrespective of their status, accomplishments and the positions that we hold.
This piece, "AKA", is significant because it is the vehicle that I used to introduce my alter ego, Slater Hayes, to the world.
So, in answer to the question-"...is this America?"- I pose a question of my own..."when has it not been America?" For as long as Blacks have been in this country there has been a continuing effort to degrade and minimize the black man's importance and role within society and his family by using derogatory terms to describe or define us.
There should be no surprise when the former question is answered in the affirmative-YES, THIS IS INDEED AMERICA!!
Just pause for a moment and...LISTEN!!

Listen...Listen to that friend, that family member, that co-worker. Listen...listen-don't be so intent on getting your point across that you fail to hear what is being said to you. Undoubtedly, the subject of this piece had voiced his intent at some time prior to making the ultimate decision to end his life.
So, I encourage us all to...Listen-with our eyes...Listen-with our hearts...Listen-with our gut-for if the preceding three tells you that something "isn't right" then seek to address it. Even if you may be wrong-the alternative is much worse.

There are many things in this life that pose obstacles to our growth-some of them are directly tied to our past. Have you ever wondered how the plight of our ancestors influences the way that we now respond? I have. That is why the significance of the thoughts contained within the words of 'messaging" are indeed a critical component to the paths presently chosen and the actions now taken.