June 30, 2006

It goes on

life goes on, its tragic melody still ringing in my ears,
the pretensions, the impasses', the fears--
the roses are no longer as red, their scent no longer fragrant,
it’s only a matter of time,
never wanted the wealth, the fame or the riches
opulence is in the soul, in your aroma
your thoughts, your aspirations
the deepest of your dreams
it’s in your foresight
in your vibe,
in what you strive,
what you would sweat for and die,
what touches you at the core,
beyond the mere lure,
the pain or the pleasure,
it’s what defines you,
what strips you of that letter,
i,
it’s that breath before the next,
the one that you live for
it’s what you wake up to
it’s what wakes you
what inspires and takes you
it’s purpose
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Sadly so many live lives without purpose, if at all living--purposelessly, letting life live them, and so it does, and it goes on...and they don't.

Help us keep sight of our purpose, Lord, and let us live life with it in mind, and thereby die with purpose. For such as it began with purpose so too should it end ...Let it be the true purpose, for as it is, is as you say. All is in your hands, Amen.
June 20, 2006

The insight of an 'Amir

this is some raw poetry from an artist i revere and hold with much esteem--unlike a lot of what i come across, these words aren't regurgitated thoughts and feelings being spewed unto a page...its not poetry for the sake of poetry, letters for words, or words for sentences...its more than that, it speaks what all letters n words should, and that’s truth--the type of truth that resonates in your ear when you hear it and continues to do so, it doesn't wear out or grow old, an invigorating fragrance that neither wanes or diminishes in time!

By: Amir Sulaiman (http://www.amirsulaiman.com)

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For a dirty old man

he was rather composed

he turned towards me

and casually walked into my personal space

so close I could feel his breath on my face

all the things in me telling me to back away

were not as strong as my desire to hear what he had to say

then he spoke and said...

I heard a woman sing a song today.

You’ll never guess what she said.

That woman told me that the best things in life are free.

She must use the word “free” only as monetarily

not free like it didn’t cost anything

and anyways who is she to sing

about the best things in life?

ya know?

what are the best things in life...

is it love

is it happiness

is it a good husband a good wife

is it fame and fortune

is it seeing your name in lights

is it honor

is it freedom

is it knowledge and wisdom

is it charity

is it mercy, peace

is it loyalty

is it appreciation

is it salvation

is it satisfaction

is it self realization

Now, I want you to tell me

which one of these things you gonna get for free

It may not cost you a dime

but it may cost you a lifetime

With these old eyes

I’ve seen a grown man hold his head and cry

pursuing the best things in life

a leader looks in the eyes of his followers and lies

pursuing the best things in life

an 18 year old boy is shot and dies

pursuing the best things in life

a motherless child sucks poison out of a pipe

pursuing the best things in life

a young girl sells her body to the camera and lights

pursuing the best things in life

And she has the nerve to tell me

the best thing in life are free?

Hey youngblood, what are you willing to pay for the best things in life?

Are you willing to kill or die

for the best thing in life?

Or are you gonna live a lie

for the best things in life?

I didn’t answer.

I couldn’t answer.

My thoughts returned to my ever approaching demise

and I realized...

...I have more to do than I thought.