For the Love...Just Because!

Just feel like writing for the love of it.
No preconceived topics, no notepad and pen;
Just a my finger gliding across the touchscreen of my tablet.
This is just for practice. I doubt if I will publish.
Might even delete from my saved list.
I love writing and this is just for the love of it.
Take these words at face value.
With no metaphors, there is no need to sit and ponder of it.
Don't even read between the lines, just follow the pattern and share my love of it!
I just feel like writing...even when there is no point to it!

Arch1tekt™

Post - Racial Era

Will we ever, get to see a time and a place where our cultural identities are not socially categorized?
As I stop to ponder, I turn around to see, another case in point materialize.
"Brother, what did you do to deserve this?" I thought...
Then I remembered the gun to a watch, that Zimmerman brought!
The amount of cops in LA that Rodney fought!
And the destruction of Martin’s character, to kill a movement THEY sought!

 

Sure it's not out in the open with K9s and fire hose.
Ignorance is the difference between ignoring and not hearing, but I teach manners and morals, so my son knows...
Still I tell him they don't hear, but he realize they don't see.
Their eyes are closed. They never grew up being opposed.

 

New land, old money, new exploitations, same family tree.
Second class citizens in their minds. Two-fiths shy of the three.
Why do we keep our minds grounded ever since we were let free?
Child innocence with no hindrance.
He only sees what's right and wrong, and questions what should not be.

 

One generation's destruction will take the next generation's kids to correct.
Count out seeing a world with total equality go into effect.
We first might see Jesus and passed loved ones after they've resurrect.

 

African American President.

One step forward.

Government shut down.

Two with reoccurring steps backwards.

Never thought a Black Man would...
Not to say that he never could, but...
Hopefully, there is a metamorphosis of our minds.
To usher out a misunderstood, where we never...
Thought we would see, a world of a Post-Racial Era.

 

Arch1tekt™

 

 

Astigmatism

She said, "I think we need some time apart."
"Every time we talk, we argue, we're constantly growing apart."
"I tell you how I feel, no response from you, but I still ask what do you feel."
My expression-less face is all that's revealed.
She's right.  Could it be my sight?  We just don't see eye to eye on most nights.
We used to like the same music, bad jokes I told, she still laughed and was amused with...
She's such a hypocrite.  Am I to blame?  No pet names, no more sweetheart, now she just call me by name.
She says I'm narcissistic.  Everything I do is vain. 
Hurt me so much, I told her the same. 
"I'm sorry." I said.  She said, "All I want is change."
How do I make right what's not wrong?  Maybe when I realize I'm not right and still try to hold on.
That's a start, but I just can't see where it will finish.
Maybe I need to start talking.  Get more in touch with my emotions to lessen the division.
Wait!  Maybe its my vision.
Maybe its my ego causing a blurred love astigmatism.


Arch1tekt™

Permanant Expression

I express myself with needles that slide in and out the skin.
Pumping foreign liquids mixed with crimson shade within.
Pinch of pain, temporary numbness, I can reveal a new facade from the same.
No need to know the reason behind my strife;

Gaze your vision across the imperfections of my artistic life.

Close your eyes.

Feel my abrasions.

Inked out on skin are mathematical visual equations.

I am a tattoo.

Think twice before passing judgements;

What you've seen is not what you always knew.

 

Arch1tekt™