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Certain (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

I'm certain  Something is behind life's curtain  We spend our whole lives  Waiting for that surprise  Of which we're uncertain 
We're counting breaths in fives  Hoping our faith revives  That assurance can never come So we look for any crumb  Until our death arrives 
It's usually in autumn  We feel a little numb  But with a little knowledge  We can avoid death's ledge  I am certain of this wisdom 
Living on the edge That's certainty's wedge  Spirituality's birth  That's happens on this earth If we take that pledge 
No limit is in certainty's girth Your purpose you must unearth I am certain  We should be certain We all have our worth 

Skin Deep (Wesley Yates-West Monroe, LA)

The girl I love is black  I've got her back  She loves me I love her  Soothing lotion  Nourishment  Love  That's us  Her beauty could only be matched By my internal admiration  I love how our bodies connect  A perfect blend  Our skins touch  The aura between us  Is mixed

Race Me (Wesley Yates-West Monroe-LA)

If I could wake up  To a world full of love  Life would be breezy  Easy  Smiles  Hugs  Yet the color of my skin White  Many think I'm their enemy  It hurts me  I know love from the inside  What's white isn't always right Why am I blamed for the past? I wasn't in that cast  I wish people wouldn't race me Make me feel inhuman  Just a pieced shell of skin I'm more than that

The Phoenix Dies (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

Depression weighted  Time to be reinvented  Free me  I'm falling  Ignited fire  The Phoenix is dying  No one is watching  Judgement only  It cries  I cry  A loud shriek   Life  Ashes rolling into... What is that?  Who is that? In its end  In the beginning  God took dirt  He rolled the ashes He molded the Phoenix  He blew air  Soul inflated I have Him We hibernate  In an oven Temperature just right  I'll come out  Cooked to perfection

They Call Me...(Tamara Broussard-Lafayette, LA)

It began as a still small voice,When life still seemed shiny,
Crying during The Way of the Cross,
This young girl was desperate for Jesus.
The sacramental incense was sweet in my nostrils.
The name above all other names,
Was a joyful song in my heart.
"Little girl you belong to Me!"When blossom of adolescence turned to thorns,
Pills were ingested,
This young woman desperate to run away,
Run away and die.
Standing at a cold metal screen door,
I was crying again.
This time not for God but to The Divine Parent.
The voice louder, more stern,
Like rain on a tin roof,
"I Am here, go to bed little girl."Years passed,
God and I,
Off and on again,
Ebbing and flowing,
Other gods took The Almighty one's place.
A new song filled my soul,
Honky tonk replaced hymns,
Jack Daniels replaced Jesus Christ.
My Creator's call came louder still,
"Choose life little girl!"Like a scene from a morality play,
A chorus of wingless angels came singing,
A song that saved my life.
The call came again,
A …

Being Change (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

God, we have come to a pivotal  point in my life. Being change.
Left is new. Right is the same. I will go left. It brings certainty to us. 
We are certain there come many possibilities ahead of me. Chance.
From that chance, You seek me to change. To be whole within you. 
You are all I need to be whole. Love. Your Love. I am not the same. 
I accept this love. I accept Your Love, God. I am change. I am Yours.

Whirlwind Endings (Adam Schexnayder - Lyons Point, LA)

You won't know until you know. Quivering breath consumes your moment. All the words you rehearsed, no longer imaginable. It stretches for infinity but snaps back like a rubber band, and grounds you. You forget the reasons, and relive the intentions. This is not what you imagined. Unrequited energy knocks you to your knees. Breathe in. Breathe out. The oxygen ignites your lungs. Your soul fires the rage. And the last thought, was always him.

Let's Not Talk about Sex (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

"Here comes another stork  To deliver my precious babies!" Says the sexually frustrated dork Holding up a gun acting shady
"Women are whores! Don't be tricked so blindedly When they get on all fours!" The dork shouted violently 
"God wants you to understand, Not sex, but all precious guns. That is the power to band," The dork preached to his sons
"Why sex is evil! Violence is bliss! I give power with great certainty." Two women came from an abyss Each held a baby with uncertainty 
The dork touched them all with gun The women were raped with fear  He held his new kin up to the sun  All his sons, with guns, made cheer

Falcon (Chase Fontenot-Lafayette, LA)

I see myself Pretentious, weeping, calloused-hand boy Invisible smile, unavailable and coy A quiet approach with plastic toys Awoken by a grasp with innocence destroyed That cursed outlaw, O’ treacherous fiend! Reprising a surprising recycled dream! Its his deception I tear at the seam With my forgiveness in between

Modern Love (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

I take his hand Together we stand  Look at my words' face Upon your marriage's disgrace 
This is love  This is our love Two men  Not a sin 
This is your dawn of reality  Though love has been always  This is the dawn of a human morality  One that respects true love's ways
This is modern love  This is everyones's love  I say it again Not a sin 

Winning! (Adam John Schexnayder-Lyons Point, LA & Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

Once upon time I felt like a loser because of all of my exes, but now I'm winning. Circles and circles, I dance around them, any negative influence for that matter. I never thought freedom would be possible from such misery. Free from such downers, drowners. I'm free from them! The sun is out! Shout! Those fools didn't think I'd get out of bed to enjoy my life. Wrong. Time to go shopping for a boyfriend or loyal friend, maybe even a dog, cause I'm winning. 
I used to ask myself if I would get burned if I got too close to happiness. I only accepted the pain that got me through each moment. But now I'm winning. Winning a game I didn't even know I knew how to play. It's like I got to pass go and landed on a get out of jail free card. And the best part, I did it for myself. Me and myself got us out of a loosing streak. Liberation got me here but I'll never forget what got me liberation. I'm winning and it never hurt so good.

Fuel (Brandon Granger-Breaux Bridge, LA)

A fire so bright it burns within.
I see the flame through your eyes
I am filled with the warmth of your love.
A surge of emotion takes hold of my soul.
I am purged of all except my love for you.
Patiently waiting to be by your side.
I bring with me a fuel that never ends.
It is our bond, our destiny and our passion
that burns at our core.

Dominion (Dustin McGilvray-Zachary, LA)

Driveless corpse in eternal dayToiling toward that he cannot payThe lover fixed in his every thoughtControlling him through each gram he boughtPerpetual let down and ceaseless betrayalStubborn cycle propel and prevailSmart enough to see the way outYet addiction pulling harder and so rerouteTo downward spiral and depression aboundAll for affection and love never foundLover turned jester in most sinister waysDeathward addiction in crystallized hazeNumbing emotion greedily soughtPowderous rock of glittering boughtDebt to jester expedience accrueProviding more the trickster doesn’t doImplosion of self imminent and steadily buildingHardened heart of thorns jester is wieldingTender heart explosion, love raining and fleetingEmpty space present no life, no feelingDriveless corpse in eternal dayToiling toward that he cannot payAbout these a

Nelly Furtado (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

Whoa Nelly  I'm yo felly  I'm like a bird Feeding off yo word Turn off the light  And watch me glow  Let your lips give me sight To that shit on the radio  Loose, loose I'm powerless  Caboose, caboose  I want to try the rest   I ain't saying you promiscuous  
I know you ain't no whore  I'm transformed by your folklore You're a Maneater  My forca is sweeter I try to hold my love for you in  These broken strings don't sin  Your girlfriend in the city  Tells you to look at me with pity  But I say it right, won't pretend  All good things come to an end Me and you, are in God's hands Meet in the parking lot, our bands  Our spirits still indestructible 

The Darkside (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin TX)

Lurking in the dark  Smell of tree bark  The dark ones wait  For the taste of bait  Innocence is their bliss Swallowing into their abyss 
The dark ones are out  Hoping for us to get off route  Slimy, dusty, smelly, death  Their perfume is meth  We mustn't fall into their trap
So the lightside won't be a gap

Alcohol (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, Tx)

He changes  a hypocrite  strangers into the mix wants things closed   advice from those  He doesn't want  to be anything like  can't reject what he wants in front of us  Alcohol takes priority  wants his life open  inebriated, intoxicated  He changes/no way  I don't want him Or Alcohol 

I'm Too Sexy for This Poem (Kisha Kana-Lafayette, LA & Louis ToliverJr-Austin, TX)

Touch my words  Each consonant is bliss You must have heard  My vowels are a kiss
The sound of my voice Turns you on There is no choice All inhibitions are gone
Undress my syllables  Don't be shy  We aren't criminals My passion makes us fly
Hang on to every verse A trance behind my eyes This isn't a curse My words tell no lies