The truth out lives a lie. “Truth exists; only falsehood has to be invented”. Truth will rise above falsehood as oil above water. White lies leave black marks on your reputation. You can’t stretch the truth, without making your story look pretty thin. And when you stretch the truth, it […]
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”Mother, Behold Thy Son; Son, Behold Thy Mother.”By: Cordell Mitchell Jr.Aka Poetry’s HeartbeatContact at WWW.JPAY.Com MARY: ‘My Lord; My God! JESUS-My beloved Son…My heart is torn to pieces-As I visualize what they’ve done.I love you…I was with every step…My husband is gone and now you;My Baby!I have nothing left.Conceived by
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By: Cordell Mitchell Jr. (626-233)AKA #Poetry’s HeartbeatContact @ (www.JPAY.com) ”Thoughts and perceptionsDetermine how you speak your life.The power of death and life is in the tongue;So which way seems right?Dimensions and compartments decideYour dedication to your life’s theme;Or prove how ‘THE GAME’ has you bound;Going AWOL Missing Everything…The 5 domains
Right now it’s 8:30p.m and I’m pressing my rack which means layin on the top bunk of this state bunk bed and I find it so interesting that I’m able to express myself in a raw and uncut way wit the Potential and Possibility to Impact & Influence $omebody’s Life
By: Cordell Mitchell Jr. (626-233) Poetry’s Heartbeat Contact at (WWW.jpay.com) “Pavements…Footsteps with arrangements of my path.Body bags on the grass;And little children who see the aftermath;On my street…Which is evident throughout the nation’s news.Patience bruised…With no stop signs…Or “Warning ahead” with light flash;Or “School zone” off limits because kids just
She tastes like chocolateflavored water that is.Not only refreshing, butoh so good.Never has a day went bywhere I ever doubted what she couldbeas she was everything,always all thingsto me.Why have the starsshined their light on thee?And Jupiterbestowed its good fortune on me?Who am I…What have I done…to be able to
”LET ME GO!”By: Cordell Mitchell Jr. (626-233)AKA #Poetry’s HeartbeatContact at (WWW.JPAY.COM) ”Dear Daddy,I have come to the end of life’s road.The earth’s sun has set for me;But I don’t want you to,Refuse to let me go.It may seem my life was cut short,My purpose was fulfilled in every way.Flamed inside
”MY IMAGINATION”By: Cordell Mitchell Jr. (626-233)AKA #Poetry’s HeartbeatContact at (WWW.JPAY.COM) ”I have a vision;Represented by God and I…A nation;Painted;On the imagination of my mind’s eye.Canvas;Smooth surface;Orchestrated by God’s creative strokes.Brush of all colors:Blended with All kinds of folks!My imagination –Sees the actuality of the ”American Dream”No need to bear arms,Poverty
By: Cordell Mitchell Jr. (626-233)Aka #Poetry’s HeartbeatContact at (www.JPAY.com) ”PenetrationWith sensation.Mind flowing will be my motivation.Don’t keep you waiting.I’m the train;Your mind is the station.My train thickens;Now the entrance;Can your heart take it?No faking.I’m deep in placesWith strokes of masterbation.Cave of glory.I’m in too deep.Your heart is my direction.Sexing your
Released; To become who I was called to be. Legacy’s possibilities; No history; Because now I have to fight… To just be… Millions I’ve had to kill, murder and ultimately slaughter, So when speaking about my purpose I can never use the phrase (Why even bother) Because I made it
