The Art of Telling a Story 

  
There is a place of understanding when it comes to writing and Kash has shown that when it’s in honesty people will come out to see it. Over the weekend I had the honor of taking in Mr. Goins play VtoX with an ensemble cast that showed they have what it takes to bring characters to life this show about the many faces that are placed into the judicial system all connect in someway as we learn that this is and always will be big business. What audience, this was definitely worth as wild as it was shown in and interactive state allowing them to be part of the action and with in the breath of the play for many it is probably ring true to home with stories surrounding rape molestation wrongful incarceration abuse and again business. These stories were made to make you cry make you laugh and more than anything make you think to wear as you only can see one thing and that is the truth within the story.

Wanted

  Photo by Julia Formisland Creation by Roxette words by Brorha Train
All he wanted was acceptance 
All she wanted was acceptance 
All they deserved was acceptance 
All they cared for was love 
All they wanted was love
All they got was bruises 
From the many that couldn’t understand 
All they got were bruises 
Submitted in ink saying words like abomination 
All they felt was pain 
Injected into everyday eye contact 

that had no reason to give a negative 
All they received was shunning 
Of those that swore they understood biblical scriptures but never took the time to actually read the script
All they cared for was acceptance 
In the form of an embrace embedded in a hug that in many ways managed to remove the bruises and pain
All she needs is your love
Her as a person 

Her as a woman 

Her as she is 

Not what you want her to be 

But as a person 

So remember this is all she needs..

Allen Brotha Train Clark 2015

Love of the Arts

  
Sometimes spending time with my mom is a delight. She raised me to love the arts do it was only right that we go see Complexion together. She watched in awe as the dancers glide across the stage with movement that made her remember when I us to want to dance. She loved the interaction the sequence of movements and she had her eyes open for the entire show. How can I forget where my love for arts come from when she still loves them the same. 

Another Day Comes 

  
And she began her day like many others 

Clinging onto jacket and bag 

Throwing on outfits to match the 8hrs of stress to come 

Contemplating when the money will equal 

Feeling the need to go forward 

When she just wants to go back 

Remove all the layers 

Jump into quilted arms

Drift off into a land of dreams
And he sits 

Thinking of the time past 

Wishing for a good book 

Looking for a way out 

Not wanting to be apart of the nightmare called life

He wanted to be able to 

Close lids and see the darkness beneath the skins layer as eyes roll back and forth catching a new dream 

Drifting off into a land…

Me and My Momma: Watching “Empire”

  
I am not a fan of Empire so I’m not going to be here taking shots at the show just give an insight to me and my momma Wednesday’s. 

Mom: Allen turn my show is on!
Me: Mom it’s not on yet.
Mom; Yes it is you don’t know. 
Me: what time does it come on? 
Mom: 9.
Me: And what time is it? 
Mom: 8!?
Me: See.

(Hour later)

Me: Mom your show is on.

(Mom rolls into the living room)

Mom: ohhh!! I can’t wait for my Cookie. 

(Show is on mom is glued on show. Cookie makes a comment concerning her being arrested mom begins laughing)

Mom: Ha ha ha!! That girl is a mess!! 

Me: This is stupid writing mom.

Mom: You don’t know what your talking about. Look at this one of the top shows on tv is a black cast show. It’s entertaining and filled with drama be happy for them. 

Me: But the writing sucks mom lame jokes, one line zingers, simple stuff. 

Mom: And its equivalent to Dynasty, a family in chaos among each other. That’s called good tv. So give it props!

Me: Ok mom your right but it still sucks…😜

Let the Sky Speak

  
Sometimes you can’t resist that moment 

That feeling when the sky opens up And says to you everything will be ok

That I can get through the day notion 

That you can do anything feeling 

That I’m on top of the world appeal 

That it’s a healing moment 

Sometimes the sky talks 

You just have to look up and see it speak..

The Wait 

  
Tick tock 

Tick tock 

Slowly the time paces 

People move 

But motion of slow 

All just looking up 

At a board filled with destinations

Slowly moving up in a shuffle 

Heads and eyed follow 

For some 

these moments are about rest

For the travel holds content 

Books, ink , phones, and thought 

Tick tock 

Tick tock 

We grab our belongings 

Shuffle towards stairs 

Leading down a narrow path

Many push forward to gain a seat 

Close eyes to find more time to 

Tick tock….