Wake Up

Dont worry… I’m here to wake you up

We all seem to complain and find fault
with every little effect
that doesn’t meet our personal
or individual agenda
we end up not appreciating the moments
of breathing fresh air
or beholding fresh spring blooms
privy to our perfect atmosphere
the wasted days leave stains on privileged life spans
filled with empty reasons
not to be happy
or joyful
pointing out
everything that could would should be wrong
singing the same sad song
hoping to find someone to
sing along
because misery
loves company
clinging to the common thoughts that confirm the insanity
of mental fuckery
I am so confused by the troubled youth
and the medias portrayal of black and brown dudes
who unknowingly misuse
the opportunity avenues
and the on ramps to
helpful information
only to enroll in the class of
to parole or probation
pass the discrimination rate
stuck in the gray
lines of the law
like the hossier state
freedom to serve based
on religious faith
this should be old news but
still up for debate
black white brown asian or gay
we all have 24 hours of the day
so why can’t we all behave the same
ego and self gratification gets in the way
and believe me when I say
the common sense class majority of people didn’t take
the attention to detail was not paid
so the unconscious incompetent stage
is where they stay
You know:
not Knowing that you don’t know
naive and un-aware of the obvious
to the common but unpracticed
that make life worth while
and adventurous

Someone must shake them up
throw water on them to try wake them up

they must be sleep
to live the American dream
they must really think
it is what really seems
to realize the peace
you must attain a degree
from lies that are told
through the authors of history
I am the voice that cry’s in the silent nights of misery
I want my piece of the pie
instead of this bottle of Hennessy
i want the truth not the lies
of what really happen to Kennedy
i want the truth not a lie
of today’s puppet-master’s true identity
but the media repeatedly
throws up a smoke screen
Themes filled with celebrity pregnancies
and local field nigga causalities
stories of any means
to conventional crimes and themes
common times into nightly
must see TV
how to get away with murder becomes the scandal between
the blacks and the whites true gray anatomy
still with nothing on
the masses flick frantically
through hundreds of three letter acronyms trying to find reality
only to be stuck in the insanity
of humanity
entertained by human tragedy
and natural calamity
and we all must play a role this gnarly
dark comedy
hard to to see
while perpetually
staring at your eye lids
and a lullaby sense

of today’s daily gifts

called seconds and minutes
not fully understood by men and women
they spend them
like raffle tickets
and gift certificates
not to understand their true value you will never reap the benefits
like they say around the way

you don’t know wat da biznness is

you get what you get
cant complain about what you finish with
because results always reflect the hours you decided to fit in
cause and effect
ain’t nothing change but the rent
the more that you sit
the less you get
the more that you risk
the more you get rich
it seems to me this would be common sense
but as we already know common sense isn’t always common practice
it would be cataclysmic
not to implement the obvious
but obviously
the American dreamer is still asleep


My Opinions Part: Zero

Some of these words come from within
but some these words fall from a infinite amount space and matter
Surpassing all telecommunication patterns
Of chatter that advertises to the masses
While little Judy is up in classes

Mr. Mike Murdock is counting up his assets

The American economy clasps
Meltdown in the housing bracket
Bailouts to the Bastards that drafted it
Now mom is worry about her grandkids
Hoping change will come with a black president
In my opinion the election is irrelevant
If most of this stems from the lack of financial intelligence

To better understand myself
I look at the cards I was dealt
Picturing a swift victory
But realizing three cards I did not need
Particularly these
The ones I want
I guess that the way life is huh?
Making sacrifices to gain greater advantage
Planting seeds in the garden to grow annual cabbage
To live far beyond just managing
Or to just get by
Looking at my life in a different light for my own good
To be a living example for my old hood
You have to walk it to talk it
You have to been through it to prove it
But first things first I must just do it
I have thought about this more times than I should
But I seems to all good
Because before building a city you must first tear down the woods

On My Droid (Pt. 2)

Fist clinched
thumbs tap dance
motorola screens
to nobodies
i guess i’m just…
Talking to me.
Hope comes from constant belief.
Won stroke of genius
On digital sheets
positions me
above mediocrity
writing a Hip Hop odyssey
of pure unadulterated…
Exploring the leaps of those be
fore me
studying the verbal
displayed on early
after late night open mics sessions
street light Fluorescence
provide illumination
For our free will to express
Our expression
of peace and frustration
our goals and our transgressions
and every thing is at my fingertips
one thought away from entering in
info into intangible infrastructures
invented invertly inside artificial intelligence
only to hold the details of my intellect
and occasionally surf the internet
and having brief conversations with relatives

My Dirty Laundry

If you could read my mind
you would find
A manuscript that was
one of a kind
With a DAMUnique design
I’m not one of those guys
Looking for a lady with nice thighs and giant big behind
Even though that would be a plus!!!!
Filling me with lust
Wanting to put my stuff
into her stuff
Letting my imagination run muck
But let me be blunt
That’s not what I came here to talk about_____

I got a couple things I need to get off my chest
Some things make me laugh
some things make mad
Some things just cause me to stress
How can I say it the best
My life has been a big crummy mess
Addicted to controlled substances
I never like taking bath so you can smell how musty I gets
Feening for pornographic practicing sexual absentinance
while I was married 4 and half years
So you can see how much that made sense
I had three wishes but none on those bitches came true
My current religion is mixed with witch doctoring and voo-doo
Just last week I summoned a tornado and got a typhoon
This week I wanted a black cat but ended up with a raccoon

As you can see my mind hasn’t been working correctly
My body’s saying let’s sleep
we’ll wake up early next week
My flesh is weak so I give in daily
Measuring my success with last year’s best
A victim of self inflicted stress
I choice to be poor this is not America’s mess
Under the burden of not trying to be a conformant
Conforming to the ways
useless time is being spent
My inner world is split
One side won’t repent
Loving the scent of Newport cigarettes
After getting off some wet clitoris

My spiritual life is dormant
So my zeal for sin is enormous
Sometimes when I walk into church
I feel like a tourist
Looking at the legs of Deloris
Smelling like fresh orchids
from the local florist
Asking myself how long will I endure this?
The Word of God
is not the only thing I’m ignoring
Bill collectors can’t wake me up from my snoring
Repo man comes
and takes it in the morning
Because I couldn’t afford it
Because I rather spend my time up in orbit
Taking mid-day flights
racking up frequent lie around miles

I should have known by now
I am a product of strong women
But got to use to taking instead of giving
So I don’t look at responsibility as a privilege
I look at it as kid looks at spinach
“I’ll eating but I don’t have to taste it” Yuk!!
Another case of bad luck
But stuck
knowing the truth
That responsibility builds character
like the awareness of terrorist in 2002
Trying so hard to be different
Rules of life I keep skipping them
Only to move on with this shortcut
Short lived and short coming of this self inflicted miss education
I’ve analyzed my behavior
And I find it disappointing like Owner of Oakland Raiders

I almost lost my train of thought
In the reality of the actuality
Of this same old song
Smoking out of a bong
Getting my high on
Till the crack of dawn
Triggering my morning yawn
I’ve been here more than two times before
With the same losing score

When it rains it storms
And pouring ain’t the half of it I use to laugh at this

But I don’t know what this is
So understanding is not yet present
Of course this would happen to me
Someone that just hit his thirties
Smoking away my honest living
Calling on mommy
For a place to lay my head
Of the Salvation Army
With the literally starving
I have nowhere to go so let’s chat on where I’ve been
and then we will have a complete picture on why I never win

High Horse Riding

By: DAM!Unique

On my high horse
riding thru the valley of uncertainty
gazing into the horizon following nature’s call
Giving life to all
stepping into fresh new terrain
days and nights
with my eye on the prize
mind on the promise of good times
once I reach
the feeling with grass underneath my feet
taking a breath of the sweet
scent of milk and honey
and everything lovely
because where I’m from
the concrete wreaks of partiality
of living life casually
while collecting debt passively
where waking up has become
the liability
hard to see
past the smoke screen
brought to you visually
every day of the week
the way of mediocrity has become main street
daring to be different
will only get you part of a hiring freeze
the status quo is the best way to go
keep your mouth close
and a clean nose
staying politically correct and total conventional
is a formula to becoming dead broke
kids looking at their inheritance like a bad joke
The rules of the Fed’s notes changed in ’74
Why do you think the interest rates can be so low??
(Just think how much has been borrowed)
read the timeline  of monetary history
the Roman Empire depicts it perfectly
same thing happen in mid-20th century Germany
 the lack of financial literacy
camouflaged the debauching of the currency
and currently
the lottery is played by those in poverty
going on EBT shopping sprees
while the elephants and donkeys arguing over foreign policy
and the failing economy  
becoming a worldwide dichotomy
Where the elected officials are the new kings of comedy
While the globe is in a recession
I keep on progressing
leaving the town of second guessing
finding real answers for my questions
time well invested
to enjoy time in the present
taking steps towards awareness
riding on a horse named Gregarious
controlling my fears staying relentless
carrying bolt cutters
to go thru the fences
prepared to build bridges
to travel over the  trenches
what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger
so bring on the resistance
because change only comes with diligent presistance
Giddy Up!

the hopeful realMANtic

By: DAM!unique

What am i suppose to do?
with this
easy to forgive
selfless part of me
that is so eager to give
a mid week gift
forehead kiss
mixed with passion & a dash of innocence
i often wonder
what do i suppose to do with this
so i don’t look so needy or desperate
do i
put up a series of test and questions
to see
who might qualify
or who fits the best
for my thoughtful expressions
or do I
let the eyes do the selecting
getting beauty misrepresented
by not looking pass skin deep
knowing me
i will get bored if the conversation isn’t mentality
but i must do something with these
words of encouragement
not just bury them beneath years of embarrassment
from countless years of rejection
because the nice guy never wins
i have to use this touch of nourishment
i got a massage that will wash away life’s turbulence
i can’t help but to use my ear to listen in
on how your day went
& how your free time was spent
what’s your biggest goal? your deepest wish?
what’s your darkest desire? the perfect gift?
my friends say I’m too sensitive
but correction
I’m a realMANtic
i have feelings that forces me to meet my partners
i believe if i stay proactive
she will never be unhappy
with a natural sense of humor
i will always keep her laughing
and with my strict attention to detail
i will have her forever climaxing
i ask again
 what am i suppose to do?
until the right one comes through
someone who can handle me being true
open and totally honest
one who can believe in this promise
i am a man with only one intention
to be with one women with spunk and ambition
a queen with a dream a goal a purpose a lofty vision
but what am i suppose to do?
when most women believe a good man is hard to find
but i stop counting how many times i tried
to approach a female just to attempt to say hi
just to get shot down and for them to roll they eyes
do you know what that does to my pride
i brush it off it’s because my wrist
don’t shine
or it’s because when i open my mouth
you say i sound white
now what am i suppose to do with these
22 weeks
of cooking classes
the only reason I’m even asking
is because delivering breakfast in bed is one of my passions
i have learned 33 ways to prepare pancakes
that will truly make her lips shake
after she finishes her plate
i can’t wait
to see how her lips taste
eating and munching right through her lace
got her hips trembling like 808 bass
swimming in her Cash Rules Everything Around Me
I’m a Bad Boy waiting for her Mase
if this were a cucci eating contest
I’d be in first place
i need to do something
with this raging sensation
but there are a few stipulations
she must be happy and have a hobby
excluding television and things like shopping
And I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with TV and shopping
But there is more to life than
“TV and Shopping”
she must be independent and I’m not talking politics
but she must understand what executive orders are and what quantitative easing is
If not..
she’s always learning
her intelligence is forever increasing
because she always reading
always believing
in future achievements & double teaming
there are better days
ahead for two heads
of a chess game
well played
out of the comfort zone
we escape
foreign landscapes
to sitting
still in Chesapeake Lake
off in the horizon feeding each other grapes
about our past mistakes
because living with a endless amount of hugs
feels so great
euphoria is our constant
of mind
my greatest memory
will be our first time
so in tune with each other
our hearts beat at the same time
she will be my
at anytime
she will complete me
encourage me
to reach my peak
correct me
in my speech
anytime we would beef
i would lose sleep
because i would be
a hand written card asking
her to forgive me
with pop up letters and her favorite cartoon character in origami
because with her beside me
i feel nothing can stop me
she will be gentle kind hearted with a walk that is mean
because her 6 inch pump collection is every girls dream
she’ll make a brother want to double his salary
change tax brackets
but is there any women out there
worthy to have it
i want to give my heart away
but who will treat it right?
if you know of a dynamic women
please drop me a line

The Century Experience (100 Days)

What is the meaning of this 100 day experiment?

Well to be completely honest this was not my idea but my homey Gboymah started doing this three years ago. Every time he did one it was quite inspiring. He is almost done with his third one and I can’t help to want to start my own.

The purpose for the 100 days is to focus and record everyday progress. It’s a three month in depth look at my habits, my attitude, my enviroment and my commitment. To many people this would seem unnessesary but if there was something that you desired to accomplish or pursue; why not give yourself a period of time to “Give It Your All. The results of my friend Gboymah shocks him each time. He uses a method of measuring “The Good, The Bad and The Ugly” at the end of each month. He takes notes to better his productivity. Then he puts in is something like two minutes at the end of the day and maybe ten minutes at the end of the week. By the end of thirty days Gboymah might spend a half hour to a full hour to reflect on his actions and behaviors. Now, this not a new process because I do this in my head all the time in my head. Which does not have the benefits of capturing the daily events of paper.

So it’s my turn to buy a empty composition book and start my own 100 day challenge. I will focus my 100 days on Health and Time Management which I struggle with daily to stay consistent. I know a number of other areas in my life that need tuning up but I feel these will be a good foundation of many accomplishment to come.

Every successful person I have ever read about has had a recreational routine plus a keen grasp of their time. I just read a few days ago about a executive who said he would never give a project to a person with nothing but time because this person will not be pressed to get anything done. But a person with a full schedule is the perfect candidate for an important task because he or she will dedicate the needed time to complete the project.

My second primary focus will be to improve my health by working out and changing my current diet. The greatest mind can not do anything without the body being at peak performance. I look at all the people I look up to and everyone of them have a workout ritual or a personal trainer. They all run marathons or they’re involved with some extreme sport. I enjoy rock climbing and love doing parkour. I am very convinced that there is always time to improve yourself. Any that says they don’t have time to pick up a book or jog around the block has mismanaged their lives. But the cool thing about human is We can reorganize our thoughts and actions to improve our results at any time. Hence, The Century Experience or 100 Days of Improvement.

Well folks stay tuned… Monday the 28th will be Day 1..this will be fun…I hope 🙂

Creative Insanity

By: DAM!unique

Engaged into the pathways of extraordinary behaviors
Major league favors pass over the neighbors
only to rumble on these global media players
banking cartels are giving out all the orders
murders pile up on international boarders
Nickles sold for dimes
Dimes sold for quarters
The rich get enrichment
the poor get more disorders
prescribed prescriptions
knowing that they can’t afford’em
no wonder there are long lines
for super size fries
and a microwave life
millions sold on instant gratification
never putting in the time
for preparation
The top percent of the generation are some close friends of mine
the wisdom we get
expands over many lifetimes
the question that goes through our mind
is Why?
won’t they don’t get it
the information free
why haven’t they read it
A case of mental sickness
can’t even call the paramedics
My mentor told me “Don’t sign up for that class”
Paraphrasing: Homey don’t sweat it
So I’m
Courageously holding on to my blessing
From the everyday pourings
wide open
forever exploring
Eager to thank my source of joy
every single morning
piercing sunshine adapts to the shadowed room
feeling moments out of the womb
Eyes still consumed with imagines
recent dreams
laughter comes over me
divorcing me
from any notions
on another one
Cruising by on Cloud 9
packing my glass bong
Energizing the culture for fun
Casing the next joint to extract the funds
Capitalistic transactions
Monetizing the traffic
that comes
Giving away value up front
to reap on the back in
but I never got pass
this lofty introduction
Hypnotized by the break beat percussion
the topic of this poem is up for discussion
Any questions???
while I sift through the wreckage
of the predictability
of my
Creative Insanity

Guarded Heart

By: DAM!unique

To protect Him
we must erect a solid wall of defense
Don’t let anyone else in
We will not have a repeat of past passions
Hurry up…
Time is not our ally
He’s getting lonely…
Tired of waiting for the perfect one
Compromise is not an option

When He starts to leaking his feelings
we must stop Him
Don’t let anyone come close..again
We must stay in control
Oh no…
there one goes
Nice smile
unique style of clothes
His confidence level is still low
So this one We must approach slow
Watch for signs of attraction
…Here we go
First date
……. went straight
The second was better
the third one turned into overnight huggings
Leaving them both wanting….
but this is something this heart can’t afford

All systems go

shut down all “Acts of Service”
and any “Words of Affirmation”
pull back on the “Quality Time”
and the thinking of her too much
which will sabotage the natural desire of “Physical Touch”
LOL…thats only four…LOL
This is No Laughing Matter!!!
We have been crushed more than once
and it all starts when He falls in love
So we must put unreachable standards up
The heart doesn’t know what it really wants
even though she showed effort towards Him
We can’t get close
what if.. she’s
not the one
What if.. she
doesn’t keep her promise
what if.. she
finds someone more interesting
can we take the risk of being hurt again

just because she’s nice
the last one was nice
and it comes to no surprise
we know He falls in love with women who catch His eyes
and it comes to no surprise
His heart will go out to any women with a beautiful mind
Conversations of The current…the pass… and future times
So thats why….
we must stay on full alert
24/7 watching
out for any signs of emotion
or puppy love
If anyone gets in
it will be pure luck
There will be no slacking
Remember His high school crush

Intruder…Intruder Alert….Intruder…Intruder Alert

She must have come thru His spirit
emergency mayday mayday
man down man down
what happen???
we fooled Him
we thought we could hold back his feelings
but they were always there
We can’t help Him by installing fear
A hopeless romantic is what He sees in the mirror
He wants someone to love
He needs someone to love
We can’t keep His Heart Guarded!!!!


Let the lessons of love help Him grow up