December 5. 2013

December 5. 2013, his mission was done

And, we will forever be in debt to 

"Nelson Mandela", the great one!

T.C

It's December 4
 (so listen up)

It's December 4, so listen up

Detroit's not dead, it's bankrupt

At least that what they say, in a court of law

In a ruling that rubbed city pensioners raw

But that's another story

for another time

But the bashing of the city, is what's on my mind

Ruin Porn showed to tell a tale

Of an earthly incarnation of the depths of hell

With pitiful people

barely hanging on

Tatterdemalions, weathered and worn

But like reality TV

It's a scripted lie

Yea, we have our problems, no one can deny

But for many major cities, this is true

I've seen it all over the country, I'm sure you have too

So for those determined to continually bash our Town

I got a message for your ass
You'll never hold us down

No matter what you say, 
no matter what you show

Right under your nose
we'll continue to grow

And live, and love 
and back the 
"D"

Cause of the spirit
we possess, 
and our 
dignity

Oh yea, and our grit
something the weak 
don't have

So why your gloating the fictitious
I just have to laugh

Cause you believe 
we're dead, ruined and bankrupt

But it's December 4, and Detroit is rising up

T.C

December 3 2013

December 3 2013

She was wearing 

her crown
 like a lil' beauty queen

Precious lil' one in black

rocking her jordans

and a hello kitty 

back pack

mocha skin, cute lil' smile

The world ain't ready, lil' baby,

for your wonderful style

So they'll mock you, and hate you

and kick you out of school

They'll say it's your hair,

but they'll know it's your cool

Blended , with your intellect 

and you'll always go far 

Smashing stereotypes

Shining like a star

The likes, the world has never

seen

Just keep the

confidence you had

December 3 2013

T.C

Just What I Need

It was a rough morn'

My head was pounding

and my body felt torn

or broken

Any way,

with barely a word 

spoken

I entered the room

Didn't know what

to expect

Didn't wanna assume

the journey would be the answer

But I started on my way

Greeted by the barriers and 

blockades of yesterday

 The road of blood and bone

presents many a test

But to travel the path,

earnestly, is truly the best

I'm challenged with uphill battles

I'm brought to my knees

I'm assaulted by the onslaught 

of what my mind sees

Sweat, persistance, dedication 

aside

This exploration on the mat

is a stimulating ride

and demanding and mysterious

and powerful, indeed

But what I find most 

often, 

is its

 just what I need

T.C

The Second of December

It's the second of December

and I'm trying to remember

What the old folks use to say

about cherishing everyday

And appreciating ever night

We got to sleep in our beds, tight

Yeah, this time of year

I wish they all were here

The Elders of the Clan

The Parents and the Grands

The wisdom of their words

Family secrets over heard

 Forever frozen in time

 Still etched, firmly, in my mind

Holiday traditions

Mama switchin' in the kitchen

The food just right

The music and Christmas lights

It's all so great to remember

On this second day of December

T.C

Give It Away

Give it away

Each and every day

When its under your thumb

how in the world can you keep mum

Everything you eat 

Every person you meet

Every emotion you feel

Every quote you steal

Give it away

What's your comment today

Is that your new, luxury, toy

Did you have
 a girl or is it a boy

Every place you've been

Every achievement, or sin

Every selfie you take

 you know the world can't wait

For you to
give it away

We need to hear from you today

And tomorrow, and the day after

Lets see every tear, you shed, and all the laughter

Like a set of old, encyclopedias

Give it away,

all your business, 
to social media

T.C

December 1

December 1

December 1, the beginning of the end

of the month, fall colors and this year's trends

A time when family, comes and goes

more often than Jack nipping at your nose

But it's all good, cause it's a festive time

With plenty of food, hugs, kisses and wine

Spirits are bright, for a month of days 

Although the children still worry, Christmas is too far away

But I guess it's all perspective, cause depression is high 

anxiety, stress and our brains seem fried

from work, home and holiday crowds

From Christmas music too frequent and load

With so much, sometimes, it seems as if we'll burst

But hang on, and hold strong, cause it's just December 1

T.C