What Exactly Is 'Diversity'?

What Exactly Is 'Diversity'?

Madness

Somtimes it takes a descent into madness to see things clearly.

Get it Goin

It's been a while. Been bout 6 months.
Getting those creative juices flowin again. Wanna write.
Lots goin on...

Sunset

Clouds:
all colored in pink
in red
in yellow.
And formed:
in the shape
of a ship,
a man,
of one's wildest imagination.

And the moon:
slowly making itself
visible
to shine its incandescent light,
to guide those creatures
that live during the night.

Narrow paths
becoming more narrow,
and bumps in the road
becoming virtually
invisible.

Here I am:
enraptured in solitude,
only one being in the creation
of many,
listening to silence,
as He speaks to me,
all golden in the sunset.

Shabazz Malik Wilson

Poem: The Beauty Within

She tosses her hair
flowing in the
late summer's winds
as free as she wants to be.

With eyes closed
and a tilted head,
poised -- towards the sky,

a squinting smile
glimmering
in the fainting sun,

arms dangling,
welcoming the dawn of dusk;
and glowing --
from
the beauty within.

Shabazz Wilson
9-17-08

Campfire

Campfire

Under the moon,
I sang and
roasted marshmellows
just like everybody else.

Then, with a big crackle
and a spark,
I noticed the flames
dancing in the air
and jumping,
trying to reach the sky.

When I looked up
to take my eyes off
of the intense light,
I saw many stars,
and finally realized,
that those are the sparks
of the fire.

Shabazz Malik 

New Hampshire & Independence Day

There's something about a state who's motto is "Live Free or Die." There's something about being in the woods, partying, socializing, and just being with friends. There's something about being in America on Independence Day, and proudly and boisterously saying the 'Pledge of Allegiance', and including "under God", without the fear of getting lectured or castrated. There's something about seeing the display of Old Glory, and honoring the Colors, and all that it stands for. There's something about hearing TAPS to honor our fallen heroes. There's something about clinging to our guns and religion, and respecting those who might not. There's something about proudly displaying love for America, what it stands for, and its potential, without hearing how evil America is.

And the irony is, it's not about who yells the loudest, knows the most American history, have the most guns, wears the most red, white and blue, waves the flag with the most vigour, or any of that. It's about freedom: being willing to die for that freedom; sacrificing for that freedom; taking advantage of that freedom, honoring that freedom, and being grateful for that freedom. No one politician, political party, or special interest group is the end all-be all of that freedom. It is instead, the individuals who make up the whole. So what is freedom?

Freedom is what you make of it. It comes from no human, but from the Creator. It's the ability to love, to hate, to question, to express, to worship or not to worship, to envision, to die for, to live for, to be, and is the way to be.

Shabazz Malik Wilson