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.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Judging a Person by Its Cover (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Some books come with locks
Diaries, journals, sacred emotions
People are no different
They say never judge a book by its cover
But with people you have to
Because some people require a key
With patience their life will become a revelation
They’ve been so hurt, scared
They’ve locked themselves up
Their eyes are just walls for defense
Covers to appease the masses
All in life they seek is the touch of trust
A true key to unlock their pain

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

My Potential (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

A friend once revealed myself to me 
I didn't much know how to see 
He said I'd be a pharaoh among kings 
I'd be a protector of what life brings 
My intellect would instigate the seas
My spirit would bring honey to the bees

The world was too small for me to stand 
My friend calmed me and took my hand 

I didn't think of myself as I should 
At times I felt my soul was hollow wood 
If the confidence of angels is God's game 
At what point would I recognize my name? 
My potential has to be earned by the stars 
But, I am no good to earth living on Mars 

I thank my friend for preparing me for today 
I've been enlightened to finding my way 

Come Correct (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Wait! Wait! Wait!
Before you come through that gate 
Negativity doesn't live here 
I see you're eager to attack with that leer 

These are my boundaries, my rules 
Throw away your jealousies, those tools 
All foes that cross that line 
Know that my spirit is mighty fine 

Come at me correct 
Ask permission to take effect
On my land, we place nice 
So think twice, before you roll the dice 

Take Flight (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

This moment 
Right now
Run fast towards the cliff 
Don't be scared 
Your passion is the fuel you need 
Jump up 
Real high 
Trust in your soul
Hold out your arms and prepare to fly 
When you're open to falling 
Your dreams will arise 
Don't look down 
Just soar
Let the winds of life touch your face 
Everything will rise to you 

Big Boys Do Cry (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Stone cold tears on Tuesday 
My fears are bathing my skin 
Monday didn't go as planned
They say it's a man's world 
If so, the universe has little to offer 
Life is full of destinies unfulfilled
Yet my heart won't hold back 
My heart can't hold back 
If i cry, it's because I love life 
What is my spirit without family?
What is my soul without harmony? 
Inside all of us is a design to grow
Yet my future is malnourished
Being a man, there is no space to breathe  
If love gets away from me, what then? 
I think of the human condition 
A life fit to live honestly 
A journey that becomes more than man 
All we are promised but never obtain 
It's sad to watch the sun go down 

Thursday, May 5, 2016

My Pretty Insecurities (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Is my skin too dark for this job?

Do I have the right smile for this gig?

Am I the right height for this show?

Is my hair too coarse for that hat?

My body, my eyes
Imperfection I despise
These questions, these lies
I’m all caught in compromise

Should I change up this stanza?

Don’t bring attention to the art, fool

Wait, am I a boy caught in beauty?

No, you’re a girl caught in brawn

The voices from my pen speak
Many of them care what you think
They are both friends and foes
I wish I had the power to choose sides

And now he sees my pretty insecurities

Should I ask him what’s my worth?

My insides brought outside for auction

I want to hold my breath, but can I?

My cab to tomorrow has arrived
I’m not sure I can pay the fare
On life, I don’t think I’ve thrived
But do you really even care?

Should I Give Up? (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

The rain is hitting my window
Against my brain
Anything cerebral is beyond my recognition
The edges of this poem are jagged
But no other person has my shoes
The rain will never get me
But the sun will never shine
Not as long as I am just staring out the window
Making worlds up in my head
More dreams than could ever be lived
The expectations of a flood
I am the fool stuck in contemplation
This could be my forever
Unless I jump on my pen
Take the first flight to the sun