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I have a PURPOSE!!

Just as many of the individual raindrops that are identified in this piece, I have been designed to share the words that emanate oftentimes from a place of which even I am not aware. They are composed and shared because THAT IS WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO DO!!

"Majestic Adornment"
...is a piece that I composed after stepping out on the lanai of my in-law's home early one morning. It was as if the raindrops were talking to me. It was if they were informing me that even though their visit is oftentimes frowned upon-the result of their purpose is overwhelmingly met with glee and enduring satisfaction. 

I oftentimes feel like that lone raindrop. 

Why, may you ask? The short answer is that I sometimes feel as if the manner in which I view, and address, past and current   issues are things that MANY would rather not address at all. I feel as if I have been put in this specific place at this specific time to, just as that lone raindrop, prepare the fertile space of that special listener with a sustenance that may one day change their individual circumstance or those of the world through their personal contributions. 

I know one thing for certain,..too often many of us feel that our contributions are insignificant and minimize the potential impact of those contributions...

I am not one of those persons...

The GIVER of the PROMISE has TOLD ME OTHERWISE!!!


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They STILL GATHER...even after their preferred candidate was annihilated during last night's debate debacle. Many are professing that he laid out carefully crafted policies and that Kamala Harris still exhibited stupidity.

QUESTION...WHAT DEBATE WERE YOU WATCHING?

The continuing support and approval of a man that continues to exhibit a glaring disdain for reading and preparation while still spewing vitriol can now only be viewed as a desire to adhere to the inspired words that were composed after the JANUARY 6th INSURRECTION!!!




IT IS NOW TIME TO START IMPRESSING UPON YOUR FRIENDS THE NEED TO VOTE!! VOTE!!!  VOTE
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The following is one of the reasons why.

They are gathering once again. This time however their numbers include MORE THAN A FEW of those whose skin contains quite a bit of melanin. It appears that a number of my brown skinned brethren and those that closely resemble me have fallen for the entreaties of the ORANGE-SKINNED snake oil salesman and his sycophants.

Don't be disillusioned though. There is still time to change the minds of those who are considering casting a vote for those representing the MAGA movement and to recruit those who consider voting an exercise in futility. It is still possible that they will become illuminated to the fact   that the MAGA movement DOES not and WAS NOT intended to include them.

I SAY THIS....GET YOUR MINDS RIGHT...HOIST YOUR PANTS...PREPARE YOURSELF and ALL THOSE within your sphere to ...

VOTE!!!
VOTE!!!
VOTE!!!

IT IS CRITICAL!!!

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This piece was penned on the evening of what was, and is, a day that will throughout the annals of time, live in infamy.
The day of which I speak is January 6, 2021.

You see , on that day, those among us who desire to maintain the privilege that they envision slipping away allowed all their fears and anger to erupt.

Led by an assortment of those whose very existence is steeped in hatred and animus- they exercised what they believe to be their inherent right.

The Boogalo Boys, The Proud Boys, The Oath Keepers,  Qanon-they all came to together and left us all to surmise that...

"Them People Dangerous"
Unfortunately, there are those among us who do not profess an allegiance to any of the previously identified groups and are as equally dangerous.

What is far more disturbing is that those of their ilk are now on the precipice of being voted into positions of power that could ultimately rock the very foundation on which this republic was established.

Let US, those of us of every ethnicity, who desire that life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness remains available to Us all stand up and make our voices heard. Let US exercise our right and cast out those whose very existence seems to be based on, among numerous other things, denying an essential element of a democracy.
Vote!
Vote!!
VOTE!!!


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As men growing older, we oftentimes view many things with the lens that was available to us during our youth-our younger years.

Specifically, we attempt to treat the aches and pains that sometimes bombard our bodies in the same manner as we did when we were younger.

However, we now often find that which was a minor pain yesterday seems to stick around and invites its friends while concurrently seeking to  render us immobile.

We delude ourselves into thinking that we can dig within and find the long-ago formula that we once possessed while totally ignoring the obvious pain.

"It's in Here Somewhere"
is a piece that highlights how we fail to address those things that are before us while fervently seeking that which has diminished.

Oftentimes forgetting that we have grown in another critical area... WISDOM.

My ADMONITION...STOP WITH THE SEARCHING!

Use that Wisdom and get your "HARD HEAD" to the physician.

THAT'S IT... THAT'S ALL!!!


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Allow GOD to be GOD!!

Once you have given it over to HIM, do not continue to relive those things, those actions that caused you to not be the person that HE intended.

"Let it Go"
is a testament to what I personally experienced before I was able to show myself some grace. The grace that HE had already bestowed upon me even as I allowed issues of the past to rear their ugly heads and attempt to return me to that place from which HE delivered me.

LET IT GO...LIVE!!!


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Oftentimes we find ourselves being tortured by that someone who we can never escape...OURSELVES!!

We try all sorts of techniques, self help, mentoring, therapy(Black folk Aint NOTHING wrong with therapy...from a trained professional), and more to forgive ourselves of past occurrences.

I have a suggestion. Turn over the steering wheel and ask the author and finisher to ...

"Write My Story"
Yes, that's right. Oftentimes we have to get out the way-remove ourselves so that which is intended for us will find its way. Freed to accomplish what that unforgiveness one possesses for one's self has not and will not allow.

I am a living testimony.

And I pray that the Lord ain't finished with me yet.



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What we have comes and came at a cost.

It cost us tears, sweat, and more importantly LIVES!!!

All of which are the currency(ies) that thrust US into a position to be able to participate within this experiment

So...
"Ain't Nuth'n Free"

If WE are not engaged and willingly allow all that has been fought for to fall or be taken away due to indifference, apathy or ignorance, I GUARANTEE that WE SHALL regret it.

WE can make a difference.

Vote!
VOTE!!
VOTE!!!


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We allowed them to reach this point. This critical juncture.  This space in time where there are many among them that are hell-bent on returning to a time when WE are afraid to even make eye contact. or remain on the sidewalk instead of stepping aside and allowing them to pass.

We have to ask ourselves if we are responsible due to indifference or a deep-seated antipathy for our own and our past strides to attain those things that should be inherently ours?  Or did some of us simply take our eyes off the prize due to personal accomplishment?

Well, whatever the reason, WE now are in a mighty struggle because what once often operated from within the darkness has been allowed to creep out and is growing exponentially.

"Stay on The Porch"
is a piece that addresses OUR responsibility. It also is a stark reminder that OUR ANCESTRAL HERITAGE remains alive and is there for us to summon if we only remain sensitive to it.

NO, what is occurring does not fall within the realm of "it is what it is"

What we are witnessing is occurring because we are allowing it, through our actions and inactions.

Are YOU going to sit idly by and allow it?


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Father's Day....that day when  the feelings of those who seek to convey their true emotions oftentimes falls flat; bereft of what is truly intended and what is deep within one's heart.

More likely than not, that recurring gift of a necktie, socks or handkerchiefs are used as a symbolic gesture to express those words that seem to never find life-seemingly stuck somewhere within a brain that formulated the words, a heart that welled up as it formed an agreement with one's brain, and one's mouth. How do those eloquent and heartfelt words become suddenly caught in one's throat when attempting to allow them to flow past one's lips.

"Rooted in Love"
are some of the thoughts I had of my dad as I prepared this piece years ago so that my wife Marjorie could share them with her dad. I must admit, I was somewhat 
jealous/envious over the years as I witnessed the love that was shared by Marjorie, and her sister, Janet, towards their father.  

It was truly a BEAUTIFUL relationship to witness, to experience, as they heaped words of love upon him. 

You see, my expressions of love for my father were oftentimes conveyed through acts. I can truly say that this was learned behavior because that was the manner by which my dad expressed his love; through relentless hard work and providing those things referenced in "Rooted in Love"

It took me years to understand that and move our relationship past all that I learned from him. It took me years to understand that the way he expressed love was by his actions(actions that were not always pleasant) and not his words.

I am so happy that I was able to move our relationship into one that was filled with joyful firm handshakes and the occasional hug-the simplicity of sitting with one another and laughing and joking about mundane things that, as I now recall were FILLED WITH SEEDS of WISDOM.

My wife's dad exhibited his love from both perspectives and, as an educated man, shared with me through his actions how both could be done. He also IMPRESSED upon me that my dad shared "what he had."

I thank GOD for my dad, Herman Veal, Sr. and all that he taught me. 
I thank GOD for my wife's dad, Robert W. Green, and all that he taught me.

I was extremely fortunate to have had both of these men in my life.
I can only pray that what I have conveyed to my son, Jamil, and ALL the other young people that I have encountered is worthy of them grasping and possibly utilizing along their journey.


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So many that resemble us, those of the WELL-KNOWN variety are now seemingly selling their souls...selling US out in order to further their aspirations of continuing or furthering their fame.

Do not come at me with the age's old mantra of ...we are not a monolith, because I ain't going.

It's amazing how you are hopeful, prayerful even, that we act as a monolith when there is a new movie, a new record release, a new television show.

Now that it is time to take a stand that is benficial for those you once extolled as  YOUR PEOPLE, we find that you are now SELLING US OUT!!
You are now seemingly unconcerned that the many admiring fans that you picked up along the way are latching on to every utterance that proceeds from your mouth.

"I Witness"
addresses the singular individual that is crucial in insuring that the hopes and dreams of others are not unduly influencing our journey. We must become educated regarding the oftentimes bewildering positions that those whom we hold in high esteem espouse.

Check yourself. Do not become a victim of that which YOU KNOW is sheer and utter lunacy.


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I see you; WE SEE YOU, now the question is indeed, DO YOU EVEN CARE?

Your actions are being repeated and obviously there is an air of unconcern regarding the

"OVER EXPOSURE"
that those of a similar ilk are encountering.

For instance, look at what has now been exposed in my hometown of Jackson, Mississippi and its' surrounding area. Persons that were long ago reported as missing are now being discovered in unmarked graves.  Sure, there has been a modicum of accountability, but it has not deterred others from operating from behind the same veil.

I SEE YOU leaving untold numbers fighting for their lives in ICU.

The current political climate that has provided the perfect segue for the lack of morality to become manifest is rising, and as always MY PEOPLE are victimized.

Is the heat from the bright lights of exposure not enough to quell this stench that is running rampant within society?

WE SEE YOU!!!


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PEACE!!!