Spiritual Revelations for Humans Seeking Humanity in Humans ~CordieB.
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January 18, 2010 at 4:51 am · Filed under Observations and tagged: African American, Birth Day, Black People, Colored People, holiday, Jr., Love, Martin Luther King, Negros, peace, quotes, racism, Spirituality, White People
Current Mood:
Happy
Happy Birthday Dr. King. Thank you for paving the path for equality in America in a time when speaking against inequality and racism in America often costs the life of Black people. I was a Colored girl as a child, born in the early 60′s. I vaguely remember seeing signs posted, “Whites Only.” I was too young to truly understand racism, as I personally was never exposed to racism and felt love all around me, from people of all colors.
As I grew older, I came to realize that all people were not as friendly and loving as those who were in my comfort circle as a child.
Blatant racism has diminished in America and for that I am thankful. Yet I see a tide that seems to be turning back to those days, when I was a colored girl. I see and hear hatred brewing in America, and I must remind myself and the world that we must remain vigilant in love for all people, less we may slip backwards.
Your dream is materializing each day in the hearts and minds of many people! I pray that this abundance of love will overshadow the few whose minds and hearts are bent on ignorance and hate. I vow to continue in your legacy and pass on your dream! I vow to not allow my own comfort and/or fears to silence me or defer the Dream of equality and love for ALL people! Not just Black people, or White people, or straight people, or gay people, or Jews, or Latinos, or Asian, or Middle Eastern, or African, or Indians, or old people, or young people, or handicapped people, but ALL people! Let us not defer the Dream of Equality for All.
Here’s to you, Dr. King!
Dreams Deferred ~By CordieB.
What happens to our dreams deferred?
Unacted upon desires that are seldom heard . . .
Do they wash away with the crimson tide . . .
By the sands of time which can’t be defied?
What happens to our dreams alas. . .
which we sadly allow to simply pass. . .
or hold at bay for a better day
Do they await our return or simply fade away?
What happens when we put our dreams on a shelf?
Do they wait patiently for us to find ourselves
Or do they float away to an unknown dreamland
Where dreams deferred converge and reemerge once again . . .
In the soul of another child-like spirit . .
with the heart to reclaim our neglected dream’s merit
Who will take the forsaken dream and caress its face
And abandon not its saving grace
Allow not our dreams to become deferred
Unnurtured; Seldom talked to; Barely heard. . .
For without our love, passion, and concern
Our dream will whither; thus our heart will burn and yearn. . .
Yet the dream will one day find another
Who will embrace that dream like a new found lover
And the dream will lovingly reciprocate
But sadly for us, it will be too late;
Yet to ease our minds, we will call it fate.
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Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
December 22, 2009 at 11:38 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: Christ, Christ Child, christmas, Eternal Love, Grace, holiday, Jesus, joy, Love, season, spirit
Current Mood: Happy & 
Playful
Artwork entitled, "Wingless, courtesy of ~n1kkeisat0
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The Christ Child, By CordieB
Away in a manger a long time ago…
a babe was born who longed to bring hope.
Three fourths of humanity worship the birth of this child
Yet, so few of us walk the path of the meek and the mild…
So few of strive to love our fellow man…
Though we hate and despise, still we worship the Man
So often we use Christ life’s purpose in vain
So few of us love our neighbors as Christ so diligently taught
We’ve turned his his walk into commercialism;
that can only be brought…
In stores to perhaps give a temporary smile
to those who can afford it…perhaps for a while
While others lay hungry, homeless and poor
we bustle and hustle to all of the stores . . .
Stressing ourselves to buy more, more and more…
We walk into churches each Sunday for Christ’s Sake
pointing fingers at those who have lost all their faith
due to heartless believers who so often spur hate
and pay all our dues for a religious retreat
yet somewhere a family is cold; abandoned, with nothing to eat
We speak of our Jesus with majestic love for the Man
never practicing that which He stood for– love for all humans
In fact we even practice hatred in His Holy name
and swear it is Christ-like to inflict such pain
Christ walked this earth to teach us to love
In hope that we not destroy humanity and the earth thereof
When will we practice the lessons taught by the babe who was born
in a manger to parents who were poor, ostracized and forlorn . . . ?
Let us remember the reason for the season by loving our neighbors and start treating others as we would have others treat us. Christ was about LOVE, PERIOD. All other agendas we may have are our own. Let us strive to keep this in mind this season and all seasons.
As always, Peace, Light and Love. . . CordieB.
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December 27, 2008 at 11:25 pm · Filed under Observations and tagged: Christ, Christianity, christmas, church, hatred, holiday, Humanity, Love, peace, season, worship
Artwork entitled, "Wingless, courtesy of ~n1kkeisat0
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The Christ Child, By CordieB
Away in a manger a long time ago…
a babe was born who longed to bring hope.
Three fourths of humanity worship the birth of this child
Yet, so few of us walk the path of the meek and the mild…
So few of strive to love our fellow man…
Though we hate and despise, we worship the Man
So often we use Christ life’s purpose in vain
So few of us love our neighbors as Christ so diligently taught
We’ve turned his his walk into commercialism; that can only be brought
In stores to perhaps give a temporary smile
to those who can afford it…perhaps for a while
While others lay hungry, homeless and poor
we bustle and hustle to all of the stores . . .
Stressing ourselves out to buy more, more and more
We walk into churches each Sunday for Christ’s Sake
pointing fingers at those who have lost all their faith
due to heartless believers who so often spur hate
and pay all our dues to for a religious retreat
yet somewhere a family is cold; abandoned, with nothing to eat
We speak of our Jesus with majestic love for the Man
never practicing that which He stood for– love for all humans
In fact we even practice hatred in His Holy name
and swear it is Christ-like to inflict such pain
Christ walked this earth to teach us to love
In hope that we not destroy humanity and the earth thereof
When will we practice the lessons taught by the babe who was born
in a manger to parents who were poor, ostracized and forlorn . . . ?
Let us remember the reason for the season by loving our neighbors and start treating others as we would have others treat us. Christ was about LOVE, PERIOD. All other agendas we may have are our own. Let us strive to keep this in mind this season and all seasons.
As always, Peace, Light and Love. . . CordieB.
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November 27, 2007 at 4:56 pm · Filed under Love, Observations, Poetry and tagged: after thanksgiving, family, holiday, Jill Scott, Love, music, Observations, reunion, thanksgiving
We are back to daily living. I read a post today from persistent illusions, on 5 reasons to skip Thanksgiving … and it reminded me of a song by Jill Scott. Here are the lyrics.
We at the family reunion, tellin’ jokes and playin’ spades
Uncle Dave is on the barbeque grill, Grandma braggin ’bout the blanket she made
For the new baby on her way
Even though the daddy ain’t really ready
This child is coming…anyway
Neicey made her famous potatoe salad, somehow it turns out green
Maybe its all the scallions, could be the celery
But oh, Uncle Jerome loves it (Hmm)
Hey baby baby, here comes my favorite…my favorite cousin
He says he doing fine, takin’it one step a day– but in my heart I know it ain’t that way
Whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa
What can you say…it’s family
And whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa
What can you say…it’s family
Aunt Juicy been drinkin’ again…ooh it’s only 1:30 in the afternoon
Everybody tip-toeing ’round her, we all know she gonna be toe up soon
Saying all the things we’d like to say,
hope she gets around to Cousin Lonnie
Cause we all know he got a little extra somebody on the side (But)
Whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa
What can you say…it’s family
Oh sh*t, Damn Micky and Steven are fighten again
Move out the way, somebody might get hurt
Aw Look at that what happen is worst
They knocked over Helenora’s Lemon Cake (Emm)
You know the one she barely ever makes
I’m gettin rilled up, I want them to go
But Somebody turned Frankly Beverly on the stereo
Cousin Ruby starts rockin’, shaken her good hip and boppin’
So we all fall into place, smiling and laughing …..
And whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa whoa-o-whoa
What can you say…it’s family
