Just My Thoughts: Betrayal...

Just My Thoughts: Betrayal...: Betrayal...  Part One. Are those who betray really that devious? Or are we too quick to believe, to green and  naive ? Let’s go...

Betrayal...

Betrayal... Part One.

Are those who betray really that devious?

Or are we too quick to believe, to green and naive?

Let’s go somewhere else now,

Deep inside the fellowship of brotherhood

To the 1^st  I called brother from another mother.

We were thick as thieves.

The kind of cats that would go back to back against all odds, swinging hay-makers at creative opportunities.

Confidence and heads held high in the face of uncharted waters;

Where souls inevitably shift in the directions of the strongest breezes...

And as they did we drifted apart; thus having creative differences.

I believed I felt betrayal and I’m sure he felt the exact same way.

But we were young back then.

So betrayal is what we felt, but is betrayal what it was?

But we will come back to that.

Betrayal… Part Two.

Are those who betray really that devious?

Or are we too quick to believe, to green and naive?

Let’s go somewhere else now,

Deep inside the fellowship of brotherhood

To the 2^nd I called brother from another mother.

To a time where youth, rebellion and arrogance all met midway between our hearts, our minds and the splits God gave.

We swore we were grown but we were only halfway from halfway.

Looking for someone to challenge the bold shit we would all say.

And when we ran out of challengers, so began our rivalry.

He sided with the corporate thugs

and I might have joined him had the tie not fit so tightly round the neck.

In his world I couldn't be me.

In my world he couldn't be him.

I believed I felt betrayal and I’m sure he felt the exact same way.

But we were young back then.

So betrayal is what we felt, but is betrayal what it was?

But we will come back to that.

Betrayal… Part Three

Truth is; those who betray really are that devious.

Truth is; we are too quick to believe, too green and naive.

Let’s go somewhere else now,

Where hindsight is 20/20.

Where we look deep inside of our own intentions.

When my heart was creative my brother was such.

When my heart was corporate my brother was such.

When my thoughts changed so changed my life.

When my actions change so did my click.

To deny your heart the speed to chase a dream, would mean loyalty for the sake of loyalty.

The pain of losing a kindred spirit is heavy with disappointment but temporary none the - less.

The pain of regret is eternal.

Never betray the will of your soul.

Though your truth you will be blessed.


#StudioFlow 

What really matters…?

What really matters…?

     Embrace the contrast of diversity through its striking beauty, where styles compliment others by a braid of creative strength. We are unlikely allies and that is what makes it work. I have been called “Hollywood” in this game on a few occasions. If the definition of “Hollywood” is; to do God’s work for the love of creating, I’ll be that.  We were battling for 90 minutes straight while the crowd watched us go at it like gladiators. We touched people, we moved people, and we were touched and moved by people. Now we all look for other ways to express ourselves…

Byron Walter will be studio with Shawde Banx.

Karee will be in front of the camera.

Poet will also be in the studio finishing his album.

And Graffiti Bleu has to edit next year’s releases…

Poet’s Pursuit of Pleasure 2.3 Simony Chiavary,

Just my Thoughts Moralities, Short stories and Poems.

And “Behind the Lens  with Ayofemi Francino Mophia…


So we will be "underground" for awhile. I humbly tell you that the run we had was for the love. Since March of this year we have been getting it in. Thanks to everyone who shared this with us.


GB

My Brother We are the same

We are the same…

My Brother,

A different height, a different tone

A different frame, a different name

My Brother

The more I look at who we are

The more I know we are the same.

My Brother

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Eager ally and heated rival

My Brother

The young soldier at my back

Forever fighting for our survival

My Brother

The street wise kid

Who was eager to challenge you

My Brother

We fought plenty,

But I could never stay mad at you

My Brother

A different version of myself

The Lord’s way of being clever

My Brother

Through the love we have for you

You will always be remembered.

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Brave Heart

I lay deep in his chest protected by bone, 

muscle and courage.

I am big enough to pump life blood to his imposing frame,

I am strong enough to give optimism to those discouraged.

I am brave enough to extend a humble invitation to a stranger with no name.

I am warm enough to melt a frown until it is upside down

I am free enough to provide all who I touch with fun memories

Yet I am cold enough to keep my distance, and be still without a sound,

I am generous enough to display love for my entire family

I am the beating heart of Dolphus Johnson Jr.

Even though it is obvious now that I am not physically perfect,

And I desired certain things in life you may consider selfish.

Know that I filled him with a passion to live life against the grain,

A passion to make our own rules and to not live life mundane

I know as well as anyone no two hearts beat alike

Know that others hearts live fearfully, without the will to fight.

Remember me as loving my people, loving my friends and loving fun,

Loving my mother, loving my brothers, loving my father and loving my son

I am the resting heart of Dolphus Johnson Jr.