It's time

You don't understand my plight

the struggle for liberation

is always a fight

The political structure

is corrupted from beneath

so many Pilate's and Herod's 

man they got me thinking

about 

Black Jesus

The children in Alabama died

for a reason 

we yelled "Free Mandale"

not to got even

but to start a season

You see the struggle is nothing

without a cause

now you understand

why few are involved

Dead minds/Dead thoughts

that's the reason

you see so many

Live corpuses

We must rise up

in order to reach the pinnacle

each move we make so is critical

because time is

ticking...

ticking..

ticking.

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

I am

I am made in the image

Of him, by Him, for Him

You see I am the causeless cause

The rootless root

Yes I am God and God is me

I am the night 

I am the day

I am the Will 

I am the way

Yes I am God and God is me

I am the Joy

I am the Pain

I am the Ocean

I am the sea

Yes I am God and God is me

I am the truth

I am the aught

Yes I am God and God is me

I am who are you?

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

The gift of love

Living in the illusions of the world

Seeking for a life - that's not there

Falling victim to pitfalls - destroying my soul

Playing the foot - in search of the gold

From the essence of my inner being

Open my heart to increase my mind

The gift of life is there to find

In order to live one must die

Life is living when death has expired.

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

20/10

The end of 20/10

Hopes for a better

Tomorrow once again

Petition the courts

To be set free 

Never plead for mercy

Just let it be

Struggle is ordain for

Man's own liberty

Succumbing to pitfalls

Should never be

Nelson, Malcolm

Martin Luther The King

Showed us the

Possibilities of what

Can be

Follow the dream

And you will

Succeed

Hopes for a better 

Tomorrow will always be

The end of 20/10

Man - what a relief!

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

Questions?

Why so few leaders in my hood?

Why are todays youth misunderstood?

Why is life so confusing?

why does todays youth look at death as amusing?

Why is love so hard to find?

Why do we look at hate as if we are blind?

Why are there so many wars?

Why can't that money be spent on the poor?

Why is education on the bottom of the list?

Why when that question is ask those in power get piss?

Why when Obama was about to make a different?

Why did those around him display that stinky way of thinking?

Why did it take for my mama to be beaten

Why wait this long to get Aaron the proper treatment?

Why is God constantly testing my faith

Why can't I fully realize its truly about his grace?

Why is boss lady all about the struggle?

Why can't the others live outside the bubble?

Why is one of my mentor's still suffering with Aids?

Why was this decree man made?

Why stand around and ask questions?

Why not start living to make the world better?

                                                                    Hotep

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2011

Mama Dear

Many hours many hours

Yet time stands still

A milestone has been set

Year after year

To understand life is 

To understand death

One can't be without the other

That you can bet

The circle of life will forever be felt

The gateway to creation

Is your way to help

I thank you for the comfort of your warm

Inner being

Just you and me together

Damn, what a dream

Many hours many hours

Yet time stands till

A milestone has been set

Now I'm here

To you I owe a lot

I am forever grateful

That's without a doubt

In life and death

You will always get

Your prop's

Many hours many

Yet time stands still

A milestone has been set

now you are here

You are the most

Beautiful thing

That came from God mouth

Be and it is

And here you are

Teaching a nation

To rise and never fall

Many hours many hours

Yet time stands still

A milestone has been set

Now I'm here

Thanks for given me

Life

I love you

Mama Dear

To my mother and friend: Sarah E.B

Wayne B.B

Copyright © 2010

Why I Cry at Night?

Wednesday, February 18th, 2009 4:00 PM: Breaking news – Husband shoots wife killing himself at 3712??? Could that be? No way, she’s not married. Feed up was the very next words spoken. After eating at MCI-H’s favorite good old state food I returned to the dorm. Sitting back in my relax mood the evening mail call was announced E-1-A-22 you have a mail.

Well let me see who loves me today. A note, photo and my monthly allowance awited me:

Hey brother
Happy Valentine’s Day (smiley face)
Just giving you a love
Shoot out. Take care, all is well, see you soon.

Much love
Sis

My soul and spirit are now relaxed my baby is fine.

Thursday morning February 19th, 2009 6 am H-1 Rec Hall waiting to enter the kitchen. Morning news report recap husband shoots wife kills himself at 3712??? What street did he say I asked? I didn’t catch it the voice called back. My sister lives in that area and her address is the same I said. Stop tripping you just heard from her last night (I had to remind myself) relax and enjoy your breakfast.

My soul is dancing like crazy something isn’t right with my spirit. After returning to the dorm I immediately went to the phone and preceded to dial ***-***-**** no answer. Well she gets off at 7:30 I’ll call later.

At 12 noon I decided to call no answer, well my baby is resting. Let me call Jean I’ve told her on more than one occasion she needs someone to stay there with her. She’s getting old and having major health problems, which resulted in her being hospitalized for a couple of days. I’m going to let her have a piece of my mind this time. Hello? – Women I’ve told you – Wayne – Shelle was killed yesterday what? A moment of shock or disbelief I can’t tell. Jean call Dot for me I asked? Her medication prevented her from calling. I’ll talk to you later Jean I must speak with Dot. I called Dot to only hear – your baby is gone – no hello --- how are you doing --- just --- your baby is gone!

At that moment my thoughts and heart went out to the Jenkins family was this the pain, hurt and sorrow they felt when they got the call. Is this the reason why I cry at night?

In memory of N.A.S
October 26, 1968 – February 18, 2009

Wayne B.B
Copyright © 2010

A Breath From Heaven (My Angels)

Welcome back to what?

A cost containment day what the f___

Yeah I thought you would agree

Yet My Angels took the time to set me free

For a few hours (at least) A Breath from Heaven, this has to be!

To be or not to be that is the question?

Well, I guess I’ll be

Being me it’s hard as hell you see

Caring the spirit de corps of Jesus, Mohammed, Buddha & Confucius, man its difficult at times

Being the God-Man of today, is one hell of a fine

Living in a corrupt system that says you’re guilty as sin

Daring you to rise again

But like the phoenix from the ashes “here I go again”

The beat goes on because the beat is strong

Elevating my thoughts, increasing my soul 32 years later now the truth can be told

Allah is great, Allah is good sending these beautiful Angels (Kris, Yamu, Halima & Anna) so I will know

A breath from Heaven, yeah that’s cool…

Wayne B.B
Copyright © 2010

Love in The Manifest

It is the nature of love to give of itself. But love cannot manifest until its way has been prepared.
Yeah, that’s right in order for love to be fulfilled; it has to have someone to love.

No one live unto themselves for every living thing is bound by cords to every other living thing.
Love in the manifest that came to fruition July 20, 2010.
You see, you cannot love without giving.
When you love, you give.
It’s automatic. When you love in the manifest you give from the heart.
You allow you to be you.
Yeah, Love in the Manifest is YOU!

Dedicated to Nick, Kris, Anna, Yamu, and Halima

May Allah (God) bless you and keep you safe Hotep!

Wayne B.B
Copyright © 2010