The Louisiana Social Pledge

We pledge our allegiance to Louisiana. We will embrace what makes us and our state unique. Louisiana will be recognized as a leader and innovator of the New South. Many great leaders of the future will come from this state. And we will show both the media and politicians that we are smarter than them. We will no longer have our resources exhausted and our people used and left behind. We will work hard and play hard. We will protect each other. We will support each other. We pledge that we will do whatever we can to get these things in motion right now. We will no longer wait for a path to be cleared for us. We will clear the path ourselves. And we ain’t giving up easily. We will socialize in the real world just as well as we do on the internet…in hopes to organize ourselves effectively.

Monday, December 29, 2014

Livin' in Complete Darkness (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

(The Last Interlude)

Livin' in a world that is filled of hate 
Racism, homophobia, drugs, abuse, 
Poverty, murder, greed, earth bleeds
When is light going to shine again?

I guess it's up to us to find rhythm
Again, we're in this together 
One nation in complete darkness 
And in the dark, we all look the same 

Someday is Tonight (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

In life, we think we can just wait 
To be the person we seek to be 
We sit at night thinking: "someday"
"Oh God, when will that day come?"
We often get no response 
Because we're looking for God 
In the places that one waits to fall
We shouldn't wait to soar high
We shouldn't wait for that someday
I write that this "someday" is tonight 

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Interlude: No Acid (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Virtue dies 
With corrosive lives 
A dark heart 
From the eroding start 
Don't speak acid in one's face 
All hate is love's disgrace 

Interlude: Hey Baby (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Hey Baby!
Wanna go on an escapade?
Then get in my car
I just got paid 
Throw up your hands 
Let's be the parade 

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Interlude: Come Back Interlude

Being on the defensive of criticism
Caused by my own insecurities 
I pushed those that love me away
I soon overcame my self sabotage 
But will the ones l love come back?

Limits (Chase Fontenot-Lafayette, LA)

No more than obligation
Man's lying protest
To complete blindness 
A fool's burden
Behind our striped curtain
Our prescribed personalities
Numbed by philosophy 
The apostles of hypocrisy
Humanity vs. society

Rhythm Nation (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA & Louis ToliverJr-Monroe, LA)

This is our "symphony of feelings"
Ludeau says face all your dealings 
And Louis says seize the day
Don't let your life get away

Louisiana take the lead
Make these other watchers read
Mowing over hate 
Making them haters constipate-
Ed. You know, Mr. Ed?
Horses, can't talk, stup-ed

A horse is a horse 
So we have no remorse 
For ignorance 
Our nation deserves balance 

We pledge allegiance to the rhythm 
Not this broken political system 
Our nation deserves to dance 
Let's find our beat and take a stance 

Louisiana let's make this song 
Not gonna be behind for long 
A real man...he educates 
Making us all be like Bill Gates 
Silly country, Trix are for kids 
Let's do whatever heaven bids 

We can fly high into the sky 
Be angels that never die
Rejecting any ignorance 
Giving our nation balance 

We pledge allegiance to the rhythm 
Not this broken political system 
Our nation deserves to dance 
Let's find our beat and take a stance 

Monday, December 22, 2014

Skeletons in the Closet: Part 1 (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Once upon a time, there lived a young boy who lived what he thought to be a happy life with his father and mother. His mother worked at home and did domestic work as a good wife did. She never left the house. His father was not home much, nor spent much time with the boy, as he often traveled for work, and he worked hard as a good father did. There was only one rule for the household when father wasn't home: Never go into the father's bedroom closet. 

The mother, nor young boy, had ever been in the father's closet. But this particular day, while the boy was playing alone, he heard a strange noise from his parents’ bedroom. His mother was busy doing chores so she wasn't mindful of him, as always. The boy crept up the stairs to his parents’ room and saw his father’s large closet door. He went to turn the knob; he was certain that's where the noise was coming from. It was locked. It wouldn't budge. 

Normally, the boy would dare not to test his curiosity, but his father was away and his mother was busy, so he tried and tried to open the door and even pick the lock, but nothing worked. As he was about to give up, as he turned to leave, he tripped and when he hit the ground, the closet door opened slightly. A skeleton's head roll out startling the boy. Most little boys would have been scared to face what was in front of him, but not this little boy.

He got up slowly and went into his father's closet.

Jesus Was a Capricorn? ( Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

get so sick of the fake 
Agitating my mind when I wake 
They want to confuse me 
Ignoring all the truth I see 

They talk of Santa Clause 
And flying reindeer don't have paws 
All the scary terrorists 
Running around the forests

Virgins sometimes give birth
On this "only" planet like earth 
Let me just take a pill 
All depressions have appeal 

I'm a fool even to use rhymes 
When the fake just want my dimes 

A Symphony of Feelings: In The Midnight of My Imagination (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA)

Our love brought me to heaven
then you watched me fall
fell out of love
such a long way down
was down on my knees
alone in the dark
through darkness and despair
almost felt beyond repair
a symphony of feelings
set my heart back into motion
hurt, strength
devotion, humility
love, trust
desire, joy
i found what i needed to get me through
a dark night of my soul
a journey literally through hell
now i'm born again
figured out only faith would lift me back up
now i am back on my feet
dancing to the beat
that grows from inside my soul
forgiven and forgotten
i walk alone in peace
calling me home
lifting me up
basked in the midnight of my imagination
never imagined i could love and accept myself
at one point i was so lost in being what i thought you needed me to be
i've embraced my flaws
healed my scars
i can now be my own fire
when all the lights go out

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Zombie: Part 1 (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

Has my back 
Dear Lexipro 
I'll be of status quo
Republican or Democrat 
I'd be eaten by either rat 
Northern or Southern
Rigor mortis still has a burn
Muslim, Christian, Jew 
My brain is blue 
Give me some meth
I'm loving death 

Come Back to Me (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Come back to me, My Friends
Please, and let's make amends
Forgive me for losing my way 
Open your heart and let me repay 

I can never justify changing
My mind was just rearranging
I profess that you are constant 
Let your love be forever tolerant 

Come back to me, My Friends
Please, and let's make amends

Alright (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Gonna be alright 
Gonna do what's right 
With all our mighty might 
We're gonna be alright 

Not messing with anyone
Just trying to make life fun 
Just shining our light 
We're gonna be alright 

Gonna be alright 
Gonna do what's right 
With all our mighty might 
We're gonna be alright

Friday, December 19, 2014

Messiah (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA)

save me?
entomb me?
your spell cast
can it last
breathe a new breath into my lungs
will i wake up anew?
i won't get to the end of my days
saying i wasn't amazed
by my love for you
the flame flickers
will you wake up to find that you love me too?
is the best we can do?
tattered and torn
we led wicked lives
until we found each other
you, the day
i, the night
a fight
with all of our might
to grow
like a vine covering a fence
sometimes squeezing the air out of the room around us
we do this dance in the dark
with your words you cut me down the middle
you fuck me up a little
but you come back with arms open
that i'll lay back in them
and in my mind i already have
so what if my body just follows suit?
you can win the fight
i'll take the war
i'll wear the scar
this living for love
heaven above
hell below
what's left to show?
when you give your all
and you free fall
into the abyss
unable to resist
i will love you until my eyes close forever
not living for love

Run (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA)

love you in a way
that weighs me down at times
takes me down a path
not of self discovery
but self loss
lost sight of who i was
i bled into you
we become one
and my soul suffered
i don't wanna talk about it
but i have to
 just hold me while i cry my eyes out
promised to protect me if i showed you my weakness
but what i need protecting from most is you
you're my poison
breathing my last breath
barefooted across my own grave
and i've always had a fascination with destruction
breaking down
what does that say about me?
if i closed my eyes, would you catch me now?
can we recover from this?
or do we die a beautiful death?
is this the end?
because i am the kinda guy who does greatly with ends
i love beginning again
so lift me up
or tear me down
but know in my head
i wear the crown
King of my own castle
a warrior of love
a soldier for respect
you can fight with me
or fight me
you choose
i can dance around like a ballerina
or i can fight like a ninja
i am what you conjure up
be careful of your energy
it calls to you what you wish in your soul
perhaps that's why i just want to run

Thursday, December 18, 2014

He So Basic (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

He so bas-ic 
Really bas-ic
Catch a tiger by the toe 
"Boy, you just a hoe!"

He so basic-ic 
Really bas-ic 
Skinny mirinky dinky dink 
His dickie stinky-stink 

Interlude: Let's Dance (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Boy, can't you see-see?
I got that rhythm-rhythm
Right down in me-me 

Boy.  Lets's dance 
Lose that romance 
I'll werk your body-body 
Pull down your pants-pants  

Boy, can't you see-see?
You feel that rhythm-rhythm
Don't be shy. Try it-try it

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

The Devil May Pray (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA)

think somewhere along the way
the devil had to pray
not to keep my soul
he played the role
of savior
my behavior
certainly deserved of being cast into hell
but he cast a spell
knowing damn well
that i belonged with the angels in the ether
the unknown was meant to be my home
the stars in the sky
the answers to why
it all appears in my head
sometimes black sometimes red
don't know why but i'm attracted to the dark
knowing i'm a spark
that could set this whole world ablaze
living my days
like each one could be my last
seeing past
what others judge me for
sometimes stumbled
but i dust myself off
and adjust my crown back on my head
my story's not written
not over
there's something to say
when you make the devil pray
got something special within my soul
could i escape all harm
if i just laid here in your arms
could i cast a spell that you can't undo
could i make you love me too
teach me how to pray
i'm on my knees
that anything or anyone interests me more than myself
in disbelief
slayed my ego and destroyed my old way of thinking
am i the King of Hearts?
or meant to live apart
it's so confusing, this road at times
paid for crimes
i didn't always commit
buried beneath the shit
that i denied creating
from the mountaintop
won't stop
i'll sing my song
all day and night long
until you hear my voice
you haven't a choice
this spark you've ignited
i've righted
those wrongs
my songs
of salvation
i thought spoke volumes about you
but it turned on me
and i reflect on my own desires
and how i've attracted unattractive traits to me
sometimes got the best of me
but it won't get the rest of me
the devil may continue to pray
that i won't head his way

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Boys Get Scared: Part 4 (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

"This is the point where we call the police, right?" Jake breathed heavily. Kevin stood, looking in the refrigerator, shaking. "This is the point where we call the fucking police, right?!" Jake emphasized loudly.

The doorbell rang. Kevin and Jake froze. The doorbell rang again. Jake peaked around the kitchen counter to the living room. He saw red and blue lights flashing outside, through the glass of the upper front door. 

The doorbell rang twice abruptly. Kevin darted out of the kitchen to the front door, while Jake peeped around hesitantly. Kevin opened the door and a cop was standing there with his gun pointing to Kevin. 

"I was patrolling the street, received a call that a boy's screams were heard? Back up, boy!" The cop forced himself inside. Kevin backed up quickly and Jake came out of the kitchen with his hands up. "Who's house is this?!"

"Mine, Sir," Kevin said shaking. 

"Where's the other boy?" The cop asked.

"He's in pieces in my refrigerator," Kevin nodded his head in the direction of the kitchen.  

The cop went the kitchen opened the refrigerator, "Mercy. This is sick shit you boys did."

"We didn't do that!" Jake put his hands down and walked towards the cop. 

"Hey, kid! Put your hands up and come with me!" The cop pointed the gun at Jake. 

Jake put his hands back up, "But..."

"Shut the fuck up," the cop hissed at Jake. He walked him to the front door as Kevin watched silently. Jake looked at Kevin terrified and Kevin looked at Jake just as terrified. 

"I'll be right back for you," the cop disappeared with Jake as the front door shut behind them. 

Kevin stood in the living room as the red and blue lights flashed on him, silently. 

Thursday, December 11, 2014

S.O.S. (Grab the Rope)-(Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Hello down there! 
I can't come any further down
I don't have the spiritual equipment 
And I don't want to also drown

It's pretty dark down there 
I understand your current fear 
But I need you to reach up 
Grab the rope, I'm casting near 

Plenty rope to touch rock bottom 
So listen to my voice and find it 
Don't be afraid of what's up here 
It's much better than this dark pit 

Believe in this rope, and yourself 
Leave this dark place and live 
I don't know how long I can wait 
Quickly be your own friend, and forgive 

Love Will Never Do (Without You)- (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

How could I have been such a fool?
My ignorance to love was so cruel 

I am educated now from your kisses
Our lives together are our blisses 

I am connected to your body, heart
No demons will ever rip us apart 

My love, I write this poem to you 
To confess that love will never do 

Without you 
This is true 

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Lonely (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Time to put the rhymes aside 
Be truthful to you right now 
'Cause God knows I've felt lonely 

It's something we all carry inside 
It's what makes us an individual 
Loneliness is a part of daily life 

But let's change how we think 
Of the way see loneliness earthly
Could it be that we are self-sufficient?

Maybe not, but we are all lonely 
Born from womb, dead by tomb
Watch how you spend loneliness 

This determines our rise or fall.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Interlude: TV (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

interrupt this world broadcast 
To reflect on the repeating past 
Know that vanity wanes fast 
It's knowledge that will last 

What we see on the alluring TV
Isn't a mirror of you or me 
Let go of superficiality and be 
Let your mind truly soar free

Escapade (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Take my hand 
Let's take this land 
Adventure awaits us
We don't need no bus 
Let's get to walking 
While haters are just talking 
It's me and you 
No need to be blue 
Don't let our lives fade 
Our love is like an escapade 

We'll have a good time 
Where our dreams are made 
Ain't gotta spend a dime 
Just me with you 
Loyal to the present 
Just me with you 
The past, just a scent 
Let's get our future laid 
Our love is an escapade 

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Miss You Much (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

For all those times 
I stumbled to your door 
For all these times 
You loved me a bit more 

I'll never forget how 
You held me close to your chest
I'll never forget how 
You made me my absolute best 

Though I'm never good with my words and such 

I just want you to know that I really miss you much 

Black Cat (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Like a black cat
Not afraid of no rat
So sexy, so sly
Not afraid to die 

Like a black cat 
In your mind like a tat 
Never ask yourself why 
It's your time to die 

Love, Sex, and this Poem (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Beat. Beat. Beat. 
My heart's fire increasing 
My skin. Your skin. 
The blood inside erupting
My love 
You feel it 
This poem. This love.
Beat. Beat. Beat.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Next to You (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

I watch you sleep 
In this life 
And the next 

I don't mind 
Being next to you 

You as my king
Me as your queen 
Royalty of the land

You to my left
Me to your right 
A match for the gods

I am your heart
You are my brain 

Whatever part I play 
I'm just glad
To be next next to you 

Putting Makeup on Two Faces (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

"Oh me, oh my, you sure look ugly today," the mirror said to me. "Must be mighty hard putting makeup on your two faces."

"A pretty left face. 
A hideous right face.
How could a man look upon others with such delusion?

Are you YOU?
Are you THEM?

I'm you're mirror. I'm you're best friend. I tell the the "truth", while you're eyes "lie."  

A little blush for the bruises on your right face. 

The shine on your left face seems a little dull. 

Either way, pick a face. Both seem fake to me. Haha."

Boys Get Scared Too: Part 3 (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

"So..." Jake stared at the phone and then looked at Kevin. "You and Lucas must be pulling a joke on me...cause, yeah. We can stop now."

" and Lucas are pulling a joke on me," Kevin returned the accusation.

They both thought for a second and yelled together, "Lucas!" They went in the backyard to the pool, but there was no Lucas to be found nor any ripples in the pool. 

"Lucas! Where the hell are you?" Kevin yelled again. He looked at Jake.

"Where can a naked teenage boy go but inside the house, right?" Jake asked. 

After what seemed like hours went by searching and searching. There was still no signs of Lucas. Then the phone rang again.

Kevin picked up the phone, "Lucas! Stop fucking around, man!"

"This isn't Lucas," the sinister voice laughed. "He tastes good. Want some?" 

"What are you talking about?" Kevin asked and then put he phone on speaker. 

"His testicle was the best part. My favorite. I saved some for you," the voice laughed hysterically. 

"Lucas! This is sick!" Jake yelled frustrated.

"Lucas is in the refrigerator, chilling out," then there was a dial tone. 

Kevin and Jake looked at each other in the dead silence. Kevin walked to the refrigerator opening it slowly. Jake threw up immediately at the sight. There was Lucas in pieces: head, intestines, and what looked like his private parts, scattered. Blood all inside.

Monday, December 1, 2014

What Have You Done for Me Lately? (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Giving me all the things I don't need 
Upon your hand, I no longer feed
So what, you give me money
So what, you call me "Honey"
When is your love gonna start?
When do I get your real heart?
Hold me 
Console me 
Accept me 
Love me 
Are you listening to my plea? 
The bond of us is all I want to be 
So ask yourself, greatly
What have you done for me lately?

Death Became Him (Louis Toliver Jr-Monroe, LA)

Another dusk came as he laid in his coffin, dreaming: a nightmare that he once lived but failed to breathe. He loved no one. He didn't know how. He never cared to. Didn't learn love as a kid. And so, no one loved him. How could they? He lived too busy in sin to be in love or loved. Now, forever in death, he lie restless full of hate, stuck in the earth, wondering if he were in heaven or hell, rotting and rotting as Death became him. Death was him. A dirty soul. His fate was now the meat of worms.