I love this girl

I love this girl,

But she not feeling me.

I love this girl,

But this love is killing me.

I live this girl,

She is my ministry.

Not sure where to go,

But my goals are clear.

I love this girl,

But I can’t be here.

I can’t lay down and wait,

She’s only another mistake.

I found courage in myself,

Courage to tell her no.

I found confidence in myself,

Shit they’ll never know.

I can’t love this girl,

More is meant for me.

I love this girl,

And it’s killing me.

I love this girl,

But her love not meant for me.

Poem by Micah Lampton, 2017

 

A fond farewell indeed

A fond farewell, indeed, to the most influential beings of my time. Granted, I’ve been alive only 26 years, and an adult only eight of those years. But, there is something significant about that number “8”.

Eight years ago, I participated in my first local and national elections; and what a special first time it was. As small as it may seem though, I made history. Something I’ll be able to tell my grands one day. The day when only monuments and stories linger. People take small things like that for granted.

Throughout these last eight, I’ve seen nothing but the epitome of a leader. A leader who represents the nation from which he was birthed. I couldn’t have been more proud to see everyone (most of everyone) be on one page. Forward.

Forward is what we must continue to do. The Devil is out working everyday, but it’s up to us not to give his ass the time of day!

obamaI hope to continue to see this influential figure make waves nationally and in the community because his legacy will always be remembered. The urgency of “sticking together” has never been stronger.

Thank you Mr. President

 

 

 

Image source: Carnegieenowment.org, The Vicious Babuska 

 

My First Time

I recall my first time with a condom, I was 16 or so. I went in to buy a packet of condoms at the pharmacy. There was this beautiful woman assistant behind the counter, and she could see that I was new at it. She handed me the package and asked if I knew how to wear one. I honestly answered, ‘No, this is my first time.’

So she unwrapped the package, took one out and slipped it over her thumb. She cautioned me to make sure it was on tight and secure. I apparently still looked confused. So, she looked all around the store to see if it was empty. It was empty.

‘Just a minute,’ she said, and walked to the door, and locked it. Taking my hand, she led me into the back room, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She unhooked her bra and laid it aside. ‘Do these excite you?’ She asked.

Well, I was so dumb-struck that all I could do was nod my head. She then said it was time to slip the condom on. As I was slipping it on, she dropped her skirt, removed her panties and lay down on a desk.

‘Well, come on’, she said, ‘We don’t have much time.’ So I climbed on her. It was so wonderful, that unfortunately, I could no longer hold back and KAPOWWWWWWWW, I was done within a few moments.

She looked at me with a bit of a frown. ‘Did you put that condom on?’ she asked.

I said, ‘I sure did,’ and held up my thumb to show her.

She fainted.

 

-Anonymous