Rich and beautiful images capitalizing off the emotional connection our soul makes with the village. Potent and impoverished Polite and punishing Our people pressing back and forward towards a purpose predestined before the seed was materialized that pushes the ghetto rose through the cracks in the concrete. Love can be seen in this picture of us. This is us who came to this new world in chains dreaming of home forced to make peace with pain. This is us playing hop scotch ,jumping rope, and shooting hoop’s. This you praying that hope doesn’t dissipate and your dreams don’t disappear to the disappointments of what life is like growing up on this block. This is you. The village – Eric Haylock
Tag Archives: Poetry
the essence of her crown ~ poem
I appropriately honor her essence
Her presence is heavy like a crown
She reflects Elohim
We esteem her message
Her magnificent beauty is profound
Her strength is majestic
Our eyes digest impressive curves that almost can’t be verbally expressed through sound
So we pay homage to your glory
Sing your story although we expound so poorly
Sometimes I feel like we let you down
I appreciate your patience
We deviate from the ancient peace
As royal priest I carry your grief
And vow that your feet never touch the ground
Champion poem (continued)
I place all hope in Christ
But I can no longer cope
With the political hypocrisy
Listen we are all soldiers on a mission, but is your vision Divine or are you aligned with this system
Do you choose to lift the plight off the victim
Or do you refuse to fight the strife caused fromPoverty?
My apologies to the youth
Who are trying to decipher the truth
In this repugnant republic
And broke democracy
Most of your leaders are puppets
What they propagate is a joke
They promote the vote for the monopoly
But you belong to perfection
Truth used to receive such a warm reception
Now it’s getting colder
You gotta be in tune to receive HIS direction
Yes I’m a soldier Who’s probably been inconsistent Sometimes I lack faith
But I learn patience from the pain When I loose
I gained a lot of jewel’s now that I’m older…

Champion Rebirth of a warrior ~ poem
…may the scriptures be the adventure
That you so courageously explore
I know the weight of the burden
That is on top of you
But no obstacle is impossible
Although the enemy would convince you
That success is improbable
But Congratulations
For you are blessed victory is quite literally
already yours He’s just the master of manipulation
He wants to confine your dreams see How he uses exaggeration
Your destined to design dynasties
Called to create civilizations

We were told we are insane
Not for our capacity to cope
But for how we so desperately clung to the
Hope of the believer
We overcame the tragedy and vicious treachery
Of the overseer
And you still want More of a explanation
Of why when our cry’s for justice were made quiet
We lit fires at riots
Like night vigils
Sung Hebrew spirituals as lamentations…

Love Bleeds Freedom
I pledge allegiance to love as an institution
Faith is the foundation
HIS WORD is the constitution
hope is the implication of every word spoke
I hope it breaks you free from your limitation
to break free is liberation from that dark bondage
Truth is the key to unlock the cycle to
and reunite you with the promise
I pray HIS spirit merge with each lyric and every word
for the truest inspiration
I present this poem from the deepest parts of my heart, honest,and with all due respect I detect issues in you that developed into habits like heavy baggage that keeps you moving backwards replaying yesterdays most tragic situations
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