R.I.C.H *Keeping It Alive*

I've got to keep this one going.... I met Richie two years ago here in Phoenix. He was doing a concert for the valley youth at our church downtown. He has a powerful message that is Christ bound and cross pollinates the energy of R&B with Rap. His music is WORD.

A celebration for his album Release of PEOPLEZ CHOICE...... is happening tonight in New York.
Adm: $10.00
Time.... 7 pm
Location... 139-35 88th ave Jamaica NY 11435

PEOPLEZ CHOICE Album release....If you have never been to an E.R. check out the video..


Log onto www.RichieRighteous.com for more info...


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Poem #20. NaPoWriMo

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I deleted you
the Line poem
the Just leaves
the Dangerous for Girls
and how murder filled her dreams
as the world grew wings

I deleted you
the Charm
the Gnosised
and that Pot of Tea drill

I deleted what I couldn't feel
d e l e t e d
because I'm a spoiled visual
a kinesthetic junky high on lyrical prose
needing your words to hammer
grind deep into my soul
your rhythmic highs
your rhythmic lows
your heart and soul poetry
and without a brush
I want to see your canvas
across my dark room
and feel the wet grime of your colors
f l o e t r y
rapping, reaping, seeping
between my fingers
flushed
that unforgettable **** carries me
carries the high
of this lyrical junky from line to line

reading your highs
reading your lows
reading you like a book
through the complexities
of all that is horrifying
beautiful
and p o s s i b l e





Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill

Poem #19. NaPoWriMo

for jewell's sun



i notice the little girl
from across the lawn
she is sad and on the verge of tears

you
unike the others
can see the tears
before they fall

and like the love you are
you take those steps forward
to hug them back
inside of her
before they can fall
you smile
on her

so she might shine again

how beautiful you are





Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill

Poem #18. NaPoWriMo

kiki love

you smile

and the sun can shine

on the darkest bleak of day

u n f o r g e t t a b l e
l o v e
the best part of me
grew your heart in mine
never mind the stories
about the woman made of stone
the cold crystal woman, who was
destined to live alone

we knew it wasn't true
when you sighed
took your first breath
reached into my heart
and carried a piece of me
into this place we call
life

a million miracles
boast to life
with just one of your smiles

and with them
you have changed the colors

of my world

Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill

Poem #17. NaPoWriMo

april winds

arizona

knows how to blow some dust

the news today says that downtown

phoenix is the worst place to eat fast food

because it’s unhealthy

and congested in the midst of pollution

aren’t we rough enough

says the woman pushing her cart

down 7^th avenue

aren’t we tough enough

says another man chasing a kid down the street

his bike shouldn’t have been

parked outside that 7 eleven store

the winds, they blow again

our desert at the mercy of another visit

another young man dead

murdered in his home down the street

no one said life would be easy

it really isn’t about you, is it?

rather, it’s about the person next to you

and what words

might find the truth

that matters most

Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill

Poem #16. NaPoWriMo

distance


sometimes I prefer you
at your distance
laughing across the line
on the phone

laughing because somewhere
at some time
you learned to laugh first
before crying

I prefer distance
where I cannot see you clear
moving your nervous eyes
as they shift from place to place
shift the curtains aside
and like that window to the soul

I'm flooded by the secrets
I cannot bear
and I know where you are broken
where you are whole
when there is enough cushion
to just keep jumping

I know when the day doesn't matter
when the night crawls into your skin
and even laughter cannot hide
what's broken

sometimes I prefer you
at that distance
because its there
that I cannot see so much

Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill

Poem #15. NaPoWriMo

crushed

society demands

a different kind of woman

a different kind of man

poverty

raped violated molested

starved and hurt they hid

they lie they shun they shadow

in greed to numb their minds

‘cause life is hard

and hard is waking up

at two in the morning

unable to recognize the face

in the passing mirror

another knock at the door

its you

another woman smitten

scant clad and scent on him

she cries she screams she sobs

and is off searching for him

again

the poet in sigh

journeyed morning to night

rumbling from sundown to morning light

a ladder emerges

creativity a trinity in sight

needing someone

to pull you though

to battle the demons

you vigorously love to hide

in the ‘soul of you inside’

finding the words you say you lost

saying,

I didn’t give up on you

You gave up on me

Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill