"Change is what is left over after what is spent." - Luchetta (Cookee) Manus © 2013
This. Is one of my sayings and it means when you have exhausted yourself purchasing things. In life (exhausting yourself physically and emotionally going through things in life, which you learn lessons from)
All that is left is for you to Change!
Of repeat the same things not learning from them
So mu quote,"Change is what is left over after what is spent."
Saturday, September 7, 2013
BECAUSE YOURE HERE
Poem title: Because You're Here
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee) Manus
© 2013
Be your wonderful selves
It is you who bring color to the black, white, and grey canvas of this world.
Understand that your uniqueness should be celebrated inside you everyday you wake up.
Love yourselves
You cannot begin to love others until you have conquered your own disability of self hatred. Taking the time to nurture yourselves makes you a far greater asset to those who haven't mastered the task. Helping those help themselves
Believe in yourselves
Your dreams are entangled with other dreams of people creating a need of one another Supporting each persons vision for the bigger picture each of us contributes to
Life has winding roads
Valleys low
Mountain to climb
Bridges to cross
Some may need to be burned
You live and the joy in it is that you learn
You are valuable
You are needed
Turn someone's dark nights
Into days of sunshine
We have that power
Let it be
Because you are here occupying a space here on Earth metered, by time that God and creation may smile at the thought of your existence
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee) Manus
© 2013
Be your wonderful selves
It is you who bring color to the black, white, and grey canvas of this world.
Understand that your uniqueness should be celebrated inside you everyday you wake up.
Love yourselves
You cannot begin to love others until you have conquered your own disability of self hatred. Taking the time to nurture yourselves makes you a far greater asset to those who haven't mastered the task. Helping those help themselves
Believe in yourselves
Your dreams are entangled with other dreams of people creating a need of one another Supporting each persons vision for the bigger picture each of us contributes to
Life has winding roads
Valleys low
Mountain to climb
Bridges to cross
Some may need to be burned
You live and the joy in it is that you learn
You are valuable
You are needed
Turn someone's dark nights
Into days of sunshine
We have that power
Let it be
Because you are here occupying a space here on Earth metered, by time that God and creation may smile at the thought of your existence
PISSED OFF MOTHER
Title: Pissed off mother
Written by: Luchetta Manus © 2013
Kids don't wash dishes
Now they will eat out their hands
Problem is now solved
Written by: Luchetta Manus © 2013
Kids don't wash dishes
Now they will eat out their hands
Problem is now solved
KNOCKING OUT TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE
Poem: knocking out two bird with one stone
Written By: Luchetta Manus © 2013
Haiku style
I'm using Sharpie
To write my awesomely deep
Poem and get high
Written By: Luchetta Manus © 2013
Haiku style
I'm using Sharpie
To write my awesomely deep
Poem and get high
WHAT HAPPENED TO FAIRY TALE ENDINGS
Poem title: What Happend To Fairy Tale Endings?
Written by: Luchetta Manus © 2013
In love with the idea of love
Fairy tale, happily ever after
Till we grow old
I'm in love with the falicies of love
Soul mates
Understanding and caring
Being one unit
Unbreakable more than Alicia Keys
Unbreakable like a Charleston Chew
Those are hard to break
I'm in love with the aura of love
Sunny days and fewer ones with rain
Embarking on a life journey
Weathering the storms
Entering life of the unknown
Written by: Luchetta Manus © 2013
In love with the idea of love
Fairy tale, happily ever after
Till we grow old
I'm in love with the falicies of love
Soul mates
Understanding and caring
Being one unit
Unbreakable more than Alicia Keys
Unbreakable like a Charleston Chew
Those are hard to break
I'm in love with the aura of love
Sunny days and fewer ones with rain
Embarking on a life journey
Weathering the storms
Entering life of the unknown
DEVIL TALK
Poem title: Devil Talk
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee)Manus © 2013
God is whispering
Devil yelling
Telling me
God is selfish, dwells in vanity
Ecocentricism
I block it out
Try hard not to listen
Life
Decisions
Hypocrytical people labeled Christians
Makes me wonder if their is a point the the voices yelling
Is demanding an answer from God Blasphamous?
Arfter all we are not mere accidents
But for some of us
Life is hard to bear
Hell on Earth makes you look up to heaven skies wishing you lived there
Don't want to eat the whole damn cake
I just wanna piece, will do
To know what it means to have peace from the devil yellin in my ears to cease
Hear me o Lord
Your dark child's cries
Of over exaggerated truths
Lies
Lights out to faith
As it dwindles
Dies
Faith tries
Stays alive
After repeated resuscitation
From flat lines
Lord I'm running outta time
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee)Manus © 2013
God is whispering
Devil yelling
Telling me
God is selfish, dwells in vanity
Ecocentricism
I block it out
Try hard not to listen
Life
Decisions
Hypocrytical people labeled Christians
Makes me wonder if their is a point the the voices yelling
Is demanding an answer from God Blasphamous?
Arfter all we are not mere accidents
But for some of us
Life is hard to bear
Hell on Earth makes you look up to heaven skies wishing you lived there
Don't want to eat the whole damn cake
I just wanna piece, will do
To know what it means to have peace from the devil yellin in my ears to cease
Hear me o Lord
Your dark child's cries
Of over exaggerated truths
Lies
Lights out to faith
As it dwindles
Dies
Faith tries
Stays alive
After repeated resuscitation
From flat lines
Lord I'm running outta time
SACRIFICE
Play on word haiku. These are haiku poems which I call how cool= haiku
How cool/haiku title: sacrifice
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee)Manus ©2013
Today I died slow
Hurting myself with warfare
Can only blame me
How cool/haiku title: sacrifice
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee)Manus ©2013
Today I died slow
Hurting myself with warfare
Can only blame me
THE WORKING POOR
DICTIONARY DEFINITION OF POOR:
(ADJECTIVE) LACKING WHAT YOU NEED TO LIVE COMFORTABLE IN SOCIETY
DICTIONARY DEFINITION OF WORKING:
(ADJECTIVE) THE ACT OF DOING WORK
WORK TO GET PAID
Poem Title: To the Working Poor
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
How can I pledge my allegiance
To my country
To my flag
Singing athem hymns
Of something I never had
Freedoms and equality
Those words mean lil to someone like me
My sin?
Never fitting in
Born on the wrong side of town
When you struggle to come up
The system keeps you down
Indecisiveness is an unknown disease for the rich community
Survival decisions the
The rich was granted immunity
Wake up in the morning
Your kids are hungry
Lil money
Cabinets bare
Do you dare
Make a choice?
We can't have both
K kids its either bread or toliet tissue
Catch 22
Baring the shame of a capitalist society
The poor are poor
The rich feel entitled
They say being poor is by your own doing
If I work, you work, we all work
Hard
We are supposed to be upward moving
from our 99% to their 1%
The system is designed to keep the rich, rich
The poor, poor and dumb
Being numb about the reality of things
And nothing change
The government leaves you with one dollar
And takes two
I thought you knew
Poverty
People are starving
Noone is sharing
No compassion
No caring
What happens to our poor
Our elderly
Our weak
Unemployment
Abuse
Our young deceased
Believing lies
Suicides
Broken family ties
Lost lives
And only the strong survive
If your rich
Enough to live this life
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
(ADJECTIVE) LACKING WHAT YOU NEED TO LIVE COMFORTABLE IN SOCIETY
DICTIONARY DEFINITION OF WORKING:
(ADJECTIVE) THE ACT OF DOING WORK
WORK TO GET PAID
Poem Title: To the Working Poor
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
How can I pledge my allegiance
To my country
To my flag
Singing athem hymns
Of something I never had
Freedoms and equality
Those words mean lil to someone like me
My sin?
Never fitting in
Born on the wrong side of town
When you struggle to come up
The system keeps you down
Indecisiveness is an unknown disease for the rich community
Survival decisions the
The rich was granted immunity
Wake up in the morning
Your kids are hungry
Lil money
Cabinets bare
Do you dare
Make a choice?
We can't have both
K kids its either bread or toliet tissue
Catch 22
Baring the shame of a capitalist society
The poor are poor
The rich feel entitled
They say being poor is by your own doing
If I work, you work, we all work
Hard
We are supposed to be upward moving
from our 99% to their 1%
The system is designed to keep the rich, rich
The poor, poor and dumb
Being numb about the reality of things
And nothing change
The government leaves you with one dollar
And takes two
I thought you knew
Poverty
People are starving
Noone is sharing
No compassion
No caring
What happens to our poor
Our elderly
Our weak
Unemployment
Abuse
Our young deceased
Believing lies
Suicides
Broken family ties
Lost lives
And only the strong survive
If your rich
Enough to live this life
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
CORRUPTION
Play on word haiku. These are haiku poems which I call how cool= haiku
How cool/haiku title: Corruption
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee)Manus ©2013
Save me from my sins
Human flesh of this weakness
Living restraints kill
How cool/haiku title: Corruption
Written by: Luchetta(Cookee)Manus ©2013
Save me from my sins
Human flesh of this weakness
Living restraints kill
FEAR NOT
Play on the word haiku
These poems which I call how cool poems=Haiku poems
Title of poem: fear not
Written by:Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
Some people fear change
I joyfully accept change
I'm not some people
These poems which I call how cool poems=Haiku poems
Title of poem: fear not
Written by:Luchetta(Cookee) Manus © 2013
Some people fear change
I joyfully accept change
I'm not some people
INSANITY
For one to keep hitting their head on a brick wall, thinking one day it will turn into a pillow, that my friends, is called insanity.
Allowing others to convince you that what your seeing isn't a wall is called, manipulation
to accept a lie which isn't true, as if it is truth is called choice.
Know the difference is called maturity
Written by: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus © 2013
Allowing others to convince you that what your seeing isn't a wall is called, manipulation
to accept a lie which isn't true, as if it is truth is called choice.
Know the difference is called maturity
Written by: Luchetta (Cookee) Manus © 2013
PUBLIC HOUSING
Title: Public Housing
Written by Luchetta(Cookee) Manus
© 2013
Where I live?
Dreams are thrown by the wayside like the trash which isn't important enough to make it to the dumpster.
Where I live?
Children playin outside ignored by parents, who are too distracted by their own lives to pay attention to their precious investments.
Only a prerequisite to how the world will treat them when they grow up, being reminded that they are a product of their environment which the media has created.
They televise us with
No ambition
Pants saggin
Lazy
Uneducated
Trouble makin
Niggas
That's what the media created
Where I live?
Opportunity presents itself by nigga knockin on doors leaving a post it note like Fed Ex, saying you didn't answer the door fast enough to receive it
Where I live?
We are told we can buy our freedom within a capitalist system built on the backs of our slavery and oppression. If we are willing to want better for ourselves. One of the many lies the devil tells.
Where I live?
We work hard to be broke. Minimum wage barely pays the bills and neither does our overseen talent and ambition.
Where I live?
Troubles are grey clouds, sprinkling rains hardships on the undeserving and innocent.
Some of us were born here, some of us don't belong here, but all of our life's predicaments landed us here. Where is the exit sign?
Where I live?
celebrities blast music in cars with shinny rims. Rich with ignorance , no retirement plan or homes owned. The government can't jack them for taxes they don't pay.
Where is live?
Where I live?
Damn this is where I live
Written by Luchetta(Cookee) Manus
© 2013
Where I live?
Dreams are thrown by the wayside like the trash which isn't important enough to make it to the dumpster.
Where I live?
Children playin outside ignored by parents, who are too distracted by their own lives to pay attention to their precious investments.
Only a prerequisite to how the world will treat them when they grow up, being reminded that they are a product of their environment which the media has created.
They televise us with
No ambition
Pants saggin
Lazy
Uneducated
Trouble makin
Niggas
That's what the media created
Where I live?
Opportunity presents itself by nigga knockin on doors leaving a post it note like Fed Ex, saying you didn't answer the door fast enough to receive it
Where I live?
We are told we can buy our freedom within a capitalist system built on the backs of our slavery and oppression. If we are willing to want better for ourselves. One of the many lies the devil tells.
Where I live?
We work hard to be broke. Minimum wage barely pays the bills and neither does our overseen talent and ambition.
Where I live?
Troubles are grey clouds, sprinkling rains hardships on the undeserving and innocent.
Some of us were born here, some of us don't belong here, but all of our life's predicaments landed us here. Where is the exit sign?
Where I live?
celebrities blast music in cars with shinny rims. Rich with ignorance , no retirement plan or homes owned. The government can't jack them for taxes they don't pay.
Where is live?
Where I live?
Damn this is where I live
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