Tuesday, June 19, 2012

You Thought I Didn't Know

You Thought I Didn't Know

You thought I didn't know about the lies you told.

And how you kept secrets from me, and the fake love you showed.

And when your phone beeped and you said that you'd call me back,

Thought I didn't know it was that other man, and to me you'd never get back.

Thought I didn't know I wasn't the only one you were making love to.

I wasn't born last night, oh no baby, I'm not a damn fool.

Thought I didn't know about the phone calls and texts late at night,

And then how you would want to argue fuss and fight.

How could you leave the one who truly loves you, I just don't understand.

And somehow you find it in you to still call me your man.

And yet you say you love me and you want to keep me near,

Well I'm sorry to say, but my love has already started to fade for you my dear.

I often come home not knowing what to do or say,

Not know for you, if today was a good or bad day.

When I'm around you, its like standing on egg shells, which I try not to break.

And I'm tired of walking around here with this hurtful heartache.

Thought I didn't know that you like to leave me confused,

And watch you walk around here with a little smurk on your face, like you were really amused.

But I knew all along, I wasn't the only one.

I wanted to win you over, I wanted to be your sun.

I wanted to be the one who could always make you smile.

And I wanted to be the one who, to you, made life worth while.

I wanted to be your morning, afternoon, evening and night,

And alas when we made love, I wanted to hold you real tight.

But I guess you're gonna know that now I am really gone.

No I won't be there giving love to you when you come home.

And yes I will miss your hugs and kisses, they sure were nice,

But now all I can offer is friendly advice.

The next time a real man comes your way, be true to yourself and him and tell no lies,

Or you will always find yourself by yourself, asking yourself why.

A good friend I was and a good friend I'll be,

But you can never have back the love and affection that was apart of me.


Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Monday, May 21, 2012

I Cry

I cry real tears of sadness, when I hear a child has died,

When children disrespects their parent because they lied,

Sometimes at life I fail, but the Lord knows I've tried

I cried

I cry real tears because of this insanity,

Being committed against humanity,

And I ask myself, how could this be,

That the man in me shed so many tears that you can't see.

I cry real tears,

Of so many fears,

Of things that are far and things that are near,

Of which you might not understand my tears,

I cry.

For when a woman see a man cry, she knows he human,

And not a fake, but a real true man,

For when he cries, it shows not weakness, but that he has emotions.

And I ask myself how could this be,

That the man in me, shed so many tears that you can't see,

But I do.

But I also cry tears of joy, knowing that I can confide,

Feeling joy and happiness deep inside,

When I shout I love the Lord, my tears of joy I cannot hide,

I cried.

I cry tears of joy when I think of the goodness of others,

Of how we love our father's and our mother's,

And the love and respect for our sister's and our brother's

And its Okay.

For its a real man who can show in his heart he cares,

And has the ability to show love and share's,

Sometimes this unjust world I cannot bare,

With so much hatred and violence everywhere.

And I find myself asking how could this be,

That the man in me shed so many tears that you can't see,

But I do.

But when I cry, my manhood you want to question me,

But when Jesus wept, would you question He,

Who was crucified and died for you and me,

And it he hadn't, then where would we be,

But free,

And for my salvation, tears of joy I cry.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Monday, May 7, 2012


Let me tell you about sensuality.

See, when you can touch that special someone, without touching them,

That’s sensuality.

Let me break it down for you.

See, when you can call that special someone, and just the sounds of you voice turns them on,

That’s sensuality.

When you can tell that special someone how they make you feel when they’re not around,

That’s sensuality.

When the very thought of your presence send chills through their body,

That’s sensuality.

When you can make love to their minds, and not their bodies,

That’s sensuality.

And when you’re in their presence and your every touch makes them quiver,

That’s sensuality.

Soft kisses, gentle whispers in the ear,

That’s sensuality.

You see, when you can penetrate their hearts and minds,

When you can make love to their hearts and minds,

And make them reach that climatic feeling, without the physical touch,

That’s sensuality!

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

When I’m with you, I get these feelings of happiness.

It’s a feeling of knowing that I’ve truly been blessed.

To hold you near makes me feel so good inside,

I trust my true feelings about you, and in you, I confide.

Just the thought of your touch is oh so sweet,

It’s a feeling inside that can’t be beat.

Like the gentle breeze blowing and the trees begin to sway,

I think about your beautiful smile every single day.

And in my dreams, as I reach out to hold your hands,

My heart is longing and waiting to see you again.

So as I come to an end, with my heart I must confess,

That finding you, I have found happiness.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

Sometimes letting someone get close to you, can hurt so bad,

Other times, letting them in, can make you feel real glad.

I was once told never to let her have the key to you heart,

For she could rip your heart apart.

Sometimes, I feel that it is good to have loved and lost,

But often that love can really cost.

But never will I let another get close to me,

True love and happiness, I guess I will never see.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

For Your Eyes Only

Close your eyes.

Now, let's go on this mental journey into my heart.

Let me hold your hand and guide you to this place in my heart called happiness.

Within this place, you can find all of my love and joy for you.

It is here, you can find the passion I have for you.

And here is where you can see just how much you complete me,

And because of you, I am a whole man .

For me there can be no substitute's for your love.

You're my drug and I'm addicted to you.

And right now I'm yearning for some of your love.

So please come give me a dose of you.

I want you to feel my sensuality for you.

I want you to know every sensual thoughts I have in my heart.

I want to touch your beautiful soul, with the words from my mouth and the meditation in my heart.

Now let me consume your every thoughts of me.

And in return, I will endow your heart and mind with visions of me holding you.

Can you feel my warmth?

I feel your tremble.

I can feel your shiver.

I can feel you are afraid to let go and love because you are afraid of being hurt.

Let me assure you that I love you and would never bring you heart harm.

For you will forever be a part of me, and I a part of you.

And as the sun's ray shine brightly abroad the ocean as it rises

So does your love shine on me when you're near.

Without you, my heart is as cold as ice,

But with you, I'm as warm as the stars are bright.

And now that you know how I truly feel and where you are in my heart,

There is only one thing left for me to say to you.

Now open your eyes and look into mine

For I want to tell you I am FOR YOUR EYES ONLY!

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

When I look into your eyes, I look deep inside,

I’m looking deep down, where your true beauty resides.

Much further than your body, much further than your face,

Deep within your heart is your true beauty’s resting place.

See, it’s the way you show you care and the little things you say,

That’s what makes you so beautiful in such a beautiful way.

Your inner beauty shows just who you really are,

And that beautiful smile of yours out shines the brightest star.

Your beautiful smile warms my heart, like the rays of the sun,

But it’s your inner beauty baby that makes me know you’re the one.

But the outer you is also very beautiful too,

Smile so bright, skin so soft, silky smooth.

You are eye candy baby, and you can’t be beat,

I’ve got a sweet tooth for you, wanna be my treat?

They say true beauty is in the eye of the beholder,

Well I see true beauty in you, come to me and let me hold ya.

So come to me baby and let me look into your heart through your eyes,

Because I know that’s where your true inner beauty lies.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

Mommy, I'm Sorry

Hey mommy are you listening, I want to say I'm sorry,

I hope and pray that you don't hate me.

I want to say I'm sorry for all of the things I did,

Please don't think I'm a terrible kid.

I'm sorry for when I stole cookies from the cookie jar,

And I'm sorry for wasting juice in your car.

I'm sorry for using my crayons and marking on the walls,

I'm sorry for making you chase after my ball.

And in the stores when you said don't touch, I did anyway,

And to hear you say I LOVE YOU is all I wanted you to say.

I'm sorry for acting up and showing out in school,

I'm sorry for throwing dirt in the neighbor's pool.

And I loved you, even when you said you hated me,

Whatever I did to make you say those things, I want to say I'm sorry.

And I know you said you would get me anytime or anyplace,

And I know you really didn't mean to hit me in my face.

And I know you didn't mean to grab and pull me by my hair,

And I know you really didn't mean to hit me in my back with that chair.

And when you burnt me with that iron, mommy it wasn't your fault,

I shouldn't have touched that necklace, you just bought.

See mommy, I know in your own way you have love for me,

And all of the things I did to make you mad, I want to say I'm sorry.

And that night you beat me until I couldn't breath,

I wanted to say I'm sorry, but my body I had to leave.

Now I'm in a place where I can do no wrong,

And mommy, up here we get to sing these heavenly songs

I met a man named Jesus, but His face I didn't see,

And He tells me I don't have to say I'm sorry, because He has already forgiven me.

He said He loves me and it doesn't matter what I did,

And to Him all of us on earth are His father's kid's.

And mommy, guess what, He said he forgives you too,

For the things you did and the things you're going to do.

So mommy I want to say I'm sorry and please forgive me,

For I have forgiven you for what you've done to me.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Suicide Through The Eyes of a Man

I hate life, I hate living.

I'm a failure at everything I do.

My wife doesn't love me anymore and my children don't respect me.

What's the use of living in this crazy, mixed-up world.

I can't get a job, nobody is hiring. I'm too old to go back to school.

My friends don't understand me,

My family won't talk to me.

Damn, I'm just lonely as fuck!

I know they say that you shouldn't take your own life,

But nobody cares about me anyway.

I'm just a number in this old world.

And today I'm drawing my own number.

I'm cashing in my own ticket.

I am going to be my own omega.

For today I will bring about my end.

I probably won't be remembered.

I know I will be soon forgotten after my funeral.

But I won't have a care because after all I will be gone.

That's why I'm writing this letter.

I want to tell the world how sorry I am.

I'm sorry for letting everyone down when you were depending on me

I'm sorry for being a fuck up.

I'm sorry for being born.

I've tried, Lord knows I've tried.

To my wife,

May you find a man who can love you like you want to be loved.

To my children,

Remember to always respect your elders and go to church.

To my friends,

I wish I could be there for the games and the fishing and the camping.

And to my family,

I forgive you all for the bad things you said and did to me.

Now, there is only one thing left for me to do

Lord please forgive me for what I'm about to do.

I Love Y....

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Yum Yum

Ooooh baby, can I get some of that Yum Yum.

You know what I'm talking about, that good shit that makes me cum cum.

I wanna taste your sweet juices, as they begin to flow.

My tongue on you clit, as you begin to scream Ohhhh,

Please don't stop, because you're about to skeet.

But just you wait baby, because I've got a bigger treat.

I pull it out, and you get on it like a damn lollipop,

You're sucking so damn good, on my knees I begin to drop.

Your head game is tight as I really must confess,

Got an "A" in my book boo, cause you truly pasted the test.

Now as you climb on top of that thang, you began your long ride,

I hope you've fastened up, because I'm about to go into overdrive.

You rode that thang, as you dismounted that big ol' stick,

You turned and said with a smile you enjoyed this good ol' dick.

And as you began to walk away, you looked and turned to me to say,

When you want some more of this YUM YUM, I'll be right around the way.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

What Is Love?

So you say you love me.

Well I want to ask you, what is love?

Can you tell me?

Can you tell me what romantic love is?

Is it something like passionate love?

Well I can tell you that my romantic love has strong components of sexuality and infatuation for you.

And with this romantic love, I want you to know I'm in love with you.

I know our friendship is the basis for our romantic love.

I look forward to the exclusiveness of your love for me.

And I know that because of this romantic love, we may come across a complex intermingling of emotions like fear, anger, sexual desires and jealousy,

But just know, I will forever love you.

And as my love grows stronger for you, my romantic love becomes an affectionate love.

That's because my love is more than just pure passion.

For my love has evolved into a companionate love,

And my desires are to have you near me in the physical and the sensual.

And as my love matures for you, so does the affection in my heart.

Let us continue to nurture our love, as I pray it turns into a consummate love.

For I want you to know that I will never leave you.

Even in the time of turmoil, I'll be there.

You are with me and I'm with you,

And together we are forever.

For when we are together, you complete me

And now I am whole.

So I ask you again, what is love?

Do you really love me like I love you?

Think about it!!!

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton
The Way She Moves

I like the way you move your body,

It’s obvious you’re a true hottie.

So sensual and oh so sexy,

To caress your body, won’t you let me?

When you walk, it’s like you glide across the floor,

Mmm baby, it makes me want you more and more.

The way you move your body has me mesmerized,

And when I look you in your eyes, you have me hypnotized.

I reach for you and you say come get me,

Well here I come so I hope you’re ready.

I like the way you move your legs, I like the way you move your hips,

I like the way you touch me, I wanna kiss your sexy lips.

I caress your breast; I put your nipple in my mouth,

Look out baby, because I’m about to go south.

I bet you didn’t know I was a deep sea diver,

I’m about to make you climax higher and higher.

You begin to grab on me and scream "this feels great",

But baby just you wait until I penetrate.

As I dig into you like I’m digging for gold,

My penetrating thrust becomes ever more, BOLD.

And as we reached our climax and our juices began to flow,

I whisper in your ears so soft, sweet and slow.

Mmmm baby, I like the way you move your body,

You’ll always be my sexy hottie.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton
Sweet Juices

I close my eyes and think of you.

My every thought is of your sweet juices.

Like strawberries, cherries, and peaches so juicy and sweet,

Your beauty is so natural it can’t be beat.

Your lips are so beautiful, silky, sweet, and succulent.

I’m longing to taste them.

Can I taste them, or better yet, can I taste you?

I want your sweet, sweet juices.

The lights are dim the music is soft and the wine is chilled,

You ask me if I would like a glass, and I tell you my flavor is for you.

I want a big glass of you with extra sweet juices.

And as I begin to undress you in my mind,

I can’t help but to think of the taste of your sweet juices.

You stand there in that dimly lit room,

I look at your sexy silhouette,

Oh, how sexy you are to me.

I can’t wait until you let me caress you,

I want to taste your sweet nectar.

And as we begin to intertwine our bodily juices,

My love stick’s thrust is ever so strong.

As I stir your sweet gelatin juices.

We begin to reach our climatic high, higher than any sexual sensation.

We’re on this love journey baby, and my love is taking you higher than any class in aviation.

You wrap your legs around me and begin to ride this thing called journey.

And as the night begin to dwindle,

We return back to reality from our erotic escapade.

What a night to remember,

As we climbed that highest mountain called love, and crossed the largest valley called lust.

And as we part and begin to go our separate ways,

I kissed your lips and licked mine,

Never to forget the taste of your sweet, sweet juices.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

The Art of Making Love

Let me introduce you to the art of making love.

No you won't need a paint brush or paint.

Just a mind of eroticism and the pure pleasure of making love.

Come closer and let me undress you with my eyes.

Mmmm look at that sexy silhouette,

I begin looking at you in the most sensual way.

I touch you softly and whisper poetry in your ear.

I begin to mind fuck you because I know that the only way to your true nectar is through your sensuality.

I know you want me baby, because our minds and hearts have become one in this heat of the moment.

And don't worry, I'm going to give it to you, because what you see is what you get.

And as the undressing with my eyes become reality,

I can't help but to think about your pulsating clit,

As I put these big juicy lips around your pussy.

Oh yea baby, I can taste your sweet, sweet juices.

And as my tongue becomes intertwined with your clit,

Your juices begin to flow like a raging river which engulfs my face.

Then you tell me you like it doggy style.

So I turned you over.

And as I insert my erotic stick into your forbidden place,

You scream “OH SHIT, fuck this pussy you bald headed motherfucka you.”

I begin pounding that pussy.

Your moans and scream become louder.

You say harder, harder.

I pound harder and harder.

I say who's pussy is this?

You scream in a much louder octave, “YOU BIG DADDY.”

I say give me this pussy.

You say take this pussy

You say give it to me big daddy,

I say I'm gonna give it to you.

Your fuck faces are turning me on.

I say oh yes.

You say “I'm cumming, I'm cumming.”

Oh shit, oh shit......Ahhhhh

And my erotic stick as my paint brush,

And my cum my paint,

Call me Michael Angelo, because I just painted your walls with my juices.

And like the famous portrait of the Mona Lisa,

I left your pussy PRICELESS!!!

Miguel “Mr. Nasty Man” Keaton

Let Me Borrow Your Mind

Let me borrow your mind for a minute,

As I take you on this romantic, mental love journey.

Let me control your thoughts with my words.

Can I own your thoughts for a minute?

I whisper in your ear and tell you I love you.

I speak to your heart in the most sensual way.

Come put your hands on my chest.

Can you feel my heart’s beat?

It longs for your love,

It longs to love your most intimate thoughts.

Now put your hands in mine and let me take you on this romantic escapade.

Let me take your mind on a true love journey.

Imagine you and I standing and holding each other,

Can you see it? Can you see me holding you close to me?

Can you feel my warmth?

I can feel you trembling.

I can tell you want my love, so don’t be scared to ask for it,

For my love is real and it can be all yours, if you want it.

Baby, for you my love is forever true.

Now listen close as I tell you I want to touch your heart with my words.

I want to manipulate your mind, body and soul with my love for you.

You know it feels real good to be loved by someone whose love is for real.

And you tell me my voice caresses your soul when I speak to you,

So I want to say I love you.

I want to spend every intimate moment with you.

But I don’t only want to caress your body,

I want to caress your heart with the passion with in my soul.

Sometimes I just want to sit back and admire the beauty that God has created in you

And I think to myself and say that I am truly blessed.

And after He created you, He broke the mold, making you a one of a kind.

Like a rare diamond, you’re flawless.

A perfect mold made for me.

And when I think about when we’re together,

I know that our mental love journey seems to be never ending.

That’s because my love for you is never ending.

And when you’re not in my arms,

I want to be in your thoughts and on your mind and in your heart,

Knowing that just for one minute,

You let me borrow your mind and control your thoughts, with the words from my heart.

I manipulated your heart, mind, body and soul,

And now you know that I love you.

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton
In Love

As I sit and dream about the blissfulness of loving you,

The moonlight begins to glisten off your eyes, as I look deep into your inner soul.

Your eyes, they twinkle like the stars in the sky on a clear night.

I hold your hands and pull you near,

And as we close our eyes,

Suddenly, I see you and I standing and staring at the oceans blue.

And as the waves crash the beachfront,

I can’t help but to think of spending eternity with you.

My heart adjoined to yours, as two souls become one.

What a day in paradise that would be.

And as I am still holding you close,

The passion in you makes me feel so good inside.

Kind of like a kid on Christmas with a new toy.

Nightfall comes as we share our blissfulness on the ocean front,

And as the gentle breeze begin to blow from the ocean abroad,

You begin to shiver, but not from the chill of the air.

You shiver because your heart is longing to be with me,

And your every thought of us not being together, sends a chill through you soul.

But rest assured my love,

I will cherish you and be there for you until the end of time.

For my love for you is like infinity, never ending,

And my heart pours out nothing but the sweet juices of love for you.

I want to love you sensually, spiritually, and in the physical.

For you are my fire and I desire and longing to be a part of your true love.

And as we open our eyes and we leave our mental love journey,

All that is left is you and I standing, holding hands.

As you look me in my eyes, I lean over and gently kiss your soft lips.

You become as warm butter in my hands.

It was then I knew I was in love!

Miguel "A Poetic State of Mind" Keaton

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Amour Et D'Extase

Si vous dites que vous etes sur votre chemin de retour de Venus,

S'il vous plait depecher afin que je puisse gouter votre voie lactee.

Permettez-moi de venir placer ma grand huit a travers les anneaux de votre saturn.

Comme je l'ai explorer votre trou noir.

Permettez-moi de vous emmener dans un voyage autour du monde,

Que je fais l'amour a vous tandis que vous atteignez les etoiles.

Et comme vous reposer amonst le pilier des etoiles,

Laisser mon rayon de lune briller sur vous la lune les eaux eclairees.

Et comme je consomme votre essence comme les tenebres consomme le ciel nocturne,

Je ne peux pas m'empecher de livrer dans ya mer de l'extase.

Votre essence commencent a pollinate ma toute existence.

Et comme ses ma liberation chene de la seve a l'interieur de votre tasse de lily,

Ta caresse petales est ma racine.

Oh combien j'aime votre nature.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton


Love and Ecstasy

So you say you're on your way back from Venus,

Please hurry so I can taste your Milky Way.

Come let me place my Big Dipper through the rings of your Saturn,

As I explore your black hole.

Let me take you on a trip around the world,

As I make love to you while you reach for the stars.

And as you rest amongst the pillars of the stars,

Let my moon beam shine boldly upon your moon lit waters.

And as I consume your essence like the darkness consumes the night skies,

I can't help but to indulge into your sea of ecstasy.

Your essence begin to pollinate my every existence.

And as my oak tree releases it sap inside your lily cup,

Your petals caress's my root.

Oh how I love your nature.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Un Poema De Amor Espanol

Por fin estamos solos, Y tengo a todos ustedes a mi mismo

Y la sola idea de estar a tu lado, Hace que mi vida a la virilidad.

Cuando te veo me quiero tocarte, Y mantener cerca de mi.

Peudes sentir el calor que hay dentro de mi,

Puedes sentir mi fuego y el deseo.

La pasion que tengo por ti es tan explosiva,

Ven a sentir mi irrupcion del volcan.

Venid a mi flujo de lava caliente dentro de ti.

Permita que sus jugos de ser mi lluvia que calma,

Anhelo que solo para empapar mi fuego.

Y es El sonido de tu voz,

Que alivia esta bestia salvaje, sexual, que esta dentro de mi.

Ven, se mi reina y yo sere su rey,

Y juntos vamos a gobernar esta tierra llamada para siempre

Y yo sere tu eternidad,

Y usted sere mi infinito.

Y juntos vamos a ir de la mano por este camino llamado bienaventuranza,

Nunca estar separados, pero siempre como un.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton


A Spanish Love Poem

At last we are alone, and I have you all to myself,

And the mere thought of being next to you, makes my manhood come alive.

When I see you, I want to touch you and hold you close to me,

Can you feel the heat that's inside me?

Can you feel my fire and desire?

The passion I have for you is oh so explosive.

Come and feel my volcano's eruption.

Come let my warm lava flow inside of you.

Let your juices be my calming rain.

I crave only you to drench my fire.

And the sound of your voice,

That soothes the savage, sexual beast that is within me.

Come be my Queen and I'll be you King,

And together we will rule this land called forever.

And I will be your eternity,

And you will be my infinity.

And together we will go hand in hand, down this road called blissfulness,

Never to be apart, but always as one.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

A Real Man

A Real Man

He is strong and firm, yet has a caring heart,

He may not be a book scholar, yet he is very smart.

His love for God is the rock for which he stands,

I'm talking about a real man.

He's a husband, brother and even a dad,

He can be the best friend you've ever had.

He is sometimes hated upon and often misunderstood,

Never meaning any harm, and in people he always look for the good.

He is a solemn fellow, humble and kind,

He's the type of man any woman would want to find.

But let it be known he can stand his grounds and speak his peace,

Yet he strays away from violence, and tries to keep the peace.

A man like this you may find it hard to understand,

For the man I speak of is known as a real man.

And he sometimes have to give in, even though he was right,

And to provide for his family, he will work all day and all night.

Even when he's sick or hurt, he still handles his business,

For the strong in him is what you'll see, and never his weakness.

And when you're a real man, it doesn't matter if you're white or black,

And if a real man get's knocked down, he'll stand up and get back on track.

To a real man, in this game called life, there is no losers or winners,

And a real man can ask God for forgiveness because he knows we're all sinners.

And it doesn't matter where the bottles spins or where it stops,

A real man will come from the bottom and always land on top.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Monday, March 12, 2012

American Black Hero's, Yesterday and Today

American Black Hero's, Yesterday and Today

Please listen up close and lend me your ear,

For I have a positive black message to be heard far and near.

Let me take you on a journey of true black history roots,

What better place to start, than with Sojourner Truth.

Born 1797 into slavery as one Isabella Baumfree,

Only to escape in 1826 with her daughter, from slavery, to become free.

An African American abolitionist and woman rights activist,

She made it her point to put black women rights at the top of her list.

She fought an unfair court system to get her son back,

Now you tell me about the mighty power of the color they call black.

Delivering in 1851 the famous “Ain't I A Woman” speech,

Well Sojourner Truth a great woman you were, and a great woman you'll forever be.

Now let me enlighten your mind with another black scholar,

And he goes by the name of George Washington Carver.

He was an American scientist, botanist and inventor,

Born January 1864, he was an educator and black mentor.

A strong believer of his research on a way of life other than cotton,

Things like peanut, soybeans, and sweet potatoes, to which we've forgotten.

Encouraging poor farmers to grow these alternative crops as food and for a better way of living,

Its plain to see that George Washington Carver was truly self driven.

Cosmetics, dyes, paints and plastics were some of his peanut inventions,

He also received numerous honors to include The Spingarn Medal I might mention.

Another great woman that came about and caused some sparks,

The U.S. Congress called her the 1st lady of civil rights, Mrs Rosa Parks.

Born February 4, 1913 and residing in Montgomery, Alabama,

Who knew she would be a civil rights bad mamma jamma.

Most known for not giving up her seat to a white man and going to the back of the bus

She endured the name calling and wore the hand cuffs.

Her act of defiance was a major milestone in this civil rights movement

Which help led to our modern day racial improvement.

She became an international icon of racial segregation,

But it came with the price of humiliation and aggravation.

Later honored with the Spingarn Medal, The Congressional Gold Medal, and the Presidential Medal of Freedom,

Mrs. Rosa Parks died in 2005 and gained the ultimate freedom.

And without further a dew, I must mention next,

Is the controversial brother they call Malcolm X.

Born may 19, 1925 as Malcolm Little,

This was the start of a man's life who was all but subtle.

At age 20 he went to prison for breaking and entering charges,

While there and joining the Nation of Islam, he learned about the Muslim marches.

He changed his name to El Hajj Malik El Shabazz, to start his new life,

And met a woman named Betty Sanders, who later became his wife.

A leader and marching for the Nation of Islam,

But little did he know that the Nation would bring him harm.

He left the Nation of Islam in March of 1964,

The thoughts and views of Elijah Muhammad he could take it no more.

And in February 1965 after he left the Nation,

Three members of the group orchestrated his assassination.

And now to a man who's messages were worth more than diamonds and rings,

All hale the name of Dr. Martin Luther King.

Born January 15, 1929 he was an activist and leader in the black community,

He wanted blacks and whites to live together in unity.

In 1955, Dr King led the Montgomery bus boycott,

And how I wish I was there, because I know his message rocked.

And in the 1963 march on Washington, he delivered his “I Have A Dream” speech,

And if I could see him right now, I would say preach on my brother preach.

In 1964, Dr King became the youngest ever to receive The Nobel Piece Prize,

And I thank God he received it before his demise.

An untimely death, in Memphis Tennessee, he met his fate,

He was assassinated on April 4, 1968.

And now to the man we must bestow all honor,

The first American black President, Mr. Barack O'Bama.

He's the first to wear the title as such,

Barack, you've done a lot for the American people and we love you so much.

You came in with the message of YES WE CAN,

And you tried to get health care benefits for every man.

You said you'd bring the troops home and that you did do,

God bless Barack O'Bama and the soldiers that fought for the red, white and blue.

And the death of the world's most wanted terrorist in that man O'Sama

Yea, that happened under the watch of my man O'Bama.

And to those who can't see what he's doing, then you must be blind,

Because he's fighting for equality for all man kind.

And as we celebrate our President amongst our peers,

Let us come together and re-elect O'Bama for another four years.

Okay listen up brother's and sister's while I have your attention,

There were other black hero's, but these I chose to mention.

Black history roots shouldn't just be talked about, but we should all take part,

For black history should always be in our heart.

So I hope you listen up and heard the things I had to say,

And know black history isn't about a month, LIVE BLACK HISTORY every day!!

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton

Friday, March 9, 2012

Respect Me

Respect Me

I don't ask for much, just for you to understand,

Respect me and my time and whats at hand.

A simple task that I may need to do,

And I can't get any help from you.

But when you need me, I'm always there,

Even when you think life is so unfair.

I've never turned my back and never said no,

Never said I couldn't nor told you so.

But when I ask for you to understand,

Its always I can't, and never I can.

Now ask yourself, is that fair to me,

But its always about you and that's why you can't see.

All I hear is me, me, me, and my, my, my,

You say its not so, but I can't tell a lie.

The last I checked there was no I in us,

But when I mention it to you there's always a fuss.

So selfish you are and selfish you shall be,

And one day you will find yourself selfish without me.

And you find yourself asking how could this be,

All I asked is that you respect me.

Miguel “A Poetic State of Mind” Keaton