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Sunday, September 9, 2018

Willed



Killed
Swallowed the pill
Ran the mill
Willed

Ran uphill
Attacked when it was still
Thrilled
I had the will

No more hope spilled
No more dream yields
No longer accepting counterfeit Bills
I got the will













Causing fear to squeal
Making haters trill
Even the hypocrites have had their feel
The Law of Resistance couldn’t even repeal
Bad news Bettys even lost their will

It was fulfilled
Vision they couldn’t steal
Despair lost its appeal
I simply willed

By having a fixed gaze upon the Divine Hill


Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Life Management F.I.T. life conference call series 1st Wednesdays

Empowered Girls Network 
Monthly conference call Wednesday 9/5/18 at 9p

All Middle & High School Girls welcome!
This month's theme is the "Inspired life" for girls as we discuss the I in the F.I.T. life series with our special guest Wilda Isaac.  
Remaining Conference calls 2018: 9/5, 10/3, 11/7 & 12/5

Start Time: 9p
End Time:9:45p
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Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Fair

Slay despair
Take captive the rare
Launch counter Intel
For success to propel
Notice the unfair
Do not pitch a tent there

Care
Build an indestructible pair
Of evangelistic care bears
To promote & protect your precious pears
Notice the unfair
But do not stop there

Stare
Send fear running scared
Rip, shred & tear
All obstacles between your “there”
Dare
To fully command your air
Notice the unfair
But never plant your feet there!



Tuesday, July 24, 2018

the good life

the good life
By: SL Wells

Can life be sweet?
Nice, smooth & comfy
People just being lovely
A permanent retreat
I mean really can life just be sweet

A luxurious cruise
Where you don’t get screwed
Nor have to deal with the rude
Or the belligerent or shrewd
No fears of being sued
Can it just be sweet?

Smiles & giggles
Soft tender tickles
People dancing to fiddles
No lame, blind, crazies or crippled
Just sweet like Johnny Appleseeds
Or like playing hop scotch or jacks
Or when you bought a box of cracker jacks
And won a bowling bat pronounced (bola bat)
Maybe I just want some sweets

LOL

 Life is as sweet as I want it to be
The level of sugar in it is up to me
If life aint sweet
Perhaps your mind is still not free
Or you just haven’t decided to be…

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Thursday, July 12, 2018

Which side

What side are you on?
I pick the strong
The weak live in fear all year long
Replaying over & over the same sad song

Which side are you on?
I choose the strong
Among the meek is where I belong
They have the winning song

Whose side are you on?
I hope it's the strong
They have purpose that drives them all year long
Their hearts are forever young


What side are you on?
I'm with the strong
They produce the best air for my lungs
They're my pre-destined chosen ones

I know which side I'm on
I will forever choose the strong
They carry my heart's song
With them I know I've already won
So whose side are you on the weak or the strong?

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Caged Teacher


A free teacher explores 
Alternative methods to enhance her classroom 
And her students want more 
To interject metaphors 
And philosophy to her students produces an encore 
Obtaining adequate books and technology is not a chore 
She can walk her halls feeling safe and secure 
She teaches in liberty 
And lessons flow freely downstream 



But a teacher that walks 
Down her narrow path to her bob wired class 
Can seldom see pass the metal detectors 
And the state mandated testing objectives 
Her creativity is clipped 
And her hands are tied 
So she opens her mouth to speak 

The caged teacher speaks 
With a worried spiel 
Of things unrevealed 
But yearned for still 
And her voice is heard 
On a distant hill 
For the caged teacher 
Speaks of liberty 

The free teacher thinks of another creative lesson 
And the beauty of connecting life with her lessons without an objection 
And the open hearts, eager eyes and captive ears 
That long to hear her lessons flow free 
So she names the audience her own 



But a caged teacher stands on the coffin of dreams 
Their shadows are like fire in her bones bursting at the seams 
Causing her to scream 
Her creativity is clipped and her hands are tied 
But she opens her mouth to speak 
The caged teacher speaks 
With a worried spiel 
Of things unrevealed 
But yearned for still 
And her voice is heard 
On a distant hill 
For the caged teacher 
Speaks of liberty