Hip-Hop Not!


Hermes Shoes
Hermes Shoes

Along with sagging pants, I’m also tired of these young guys spinning, break dancing and doing gymnastics on the subways. Was riding on the N train earlier today after enjoying a wonderful lunch with a girlfriend.

Everybody is quietly reading or chatting when these two tattooed fools (I have nothing against tattoos since I have nearly a dozen but nor do I twirl and gyrate on the subway) get into the car with loud obnoxious rap music using an i-Pad and speakers.

They were actually saying how they’re not robbing or stealing even though they were robbing and stealing my peaceful train ride. Like I’m supposed to appreciate their horrible hip-hopping.

Complaining that they weren’t getting many donations. Hmmm….. I wonder why?

As always these guys managed to bring Jesus into their spiel then after an awful performance, they also commenced to using both the N- and B- words while the extremely decorated one wearing sneakers with wings was complaining that his cousin would not give him money.

The cousin expected him to work! Shudders!! The W- Word!! Why work or go to school when you can spin and hang upside down from the train car poles nearing injuring or killing your fellow riders. I’m sorry but the Bible says, 2 Thessalonians 3:10
Common English Bible (CEB)
10 Even when we were with you we were giving you this command: “If anyone doesn’t want to work, they shouldn’t eat.”

Also the book of Proverbs has a whole lot to say about laziness.

Dang I hope his cousin does put him out. Anyway how did he pay for those fancy clothes, 500 tattoos, Winged Sneakers plus an i-Pad with speakers!!

Plethora of Poems


Plethora of Poems

The Beauty of Zipporah

Little girl playing with make-up brushes and powders.

Imagining her grown-up days.

She is me. I was she playing with my Mommy’s Avon.

Hermes in the Hood ~ Our Ghetto Mercury

Young man perched atop his walker waiting at bus stop. Wings on his sneakers. Secretly envisaging flight in his heart. Yearning to dance gracefully on twisted limbs.

Hermes Shoes
Hermes Shoes

From Dusk to Dawn

I am that Shadowy writer moving effortlessly through time and space.

The Fly escaped from the ointment now on the wall unnoticed but listening, observing yet not observed.

Carefully chronicling lives off the bottom edge of the social pyramid. Outcasts, commuters, proles and misfits captured in words and pictures.

In the midst yet far from the realm of the vexing insanity and loitering bubbling mass hordes.

The day is beautiful but the nocturnal dominions beckon. Enthralling, enchanting and invigorating twilight wanderings.

Stardust mixed with fleshy moving throngs. Magical mystical allures of waning daylight hours when the masque is removed and truth revealed.