At a time in life when everyone is watching what you say Be original with your words Don’t watch what you say, instead speak your mind Be inspirational with every breath Speak from your heart, whisper from your soul Be an outlaw, have wild thoughts and dreams Make time to have conversations with your loved ones Be the person you dream about being At a time in life where originality is rare Speaking from your heart and soul will set apart Be the breath that God gave you

I am the tree holding back the sea. Could you find in your hearts to stand with me? The last defense I am, for the marsh around my feet. Stop the building. Stop rerouting waters flow. Stop the levees, let them go. What kills me? If the river is not silting, it’s eroding. Ignorance, greed, the quick buck, arrogance, levees, spillways, damns, too much salt water is killing me.  The physics plain and simple, more marsh less catastrophe. I am the tree holding back the sea; stand together and fight with me. I give you life, give back, I plea. I am the tree holding back the sea.

We have so few days to be good to people. No matter how hard they work against an established pattern or what little good they acknowledge in themselves. What remains is that while we live and learn we have to keep teaching. The choice to help the poor or shame them can be taught.  Aside from biases set up to defeat black and brown people we have what seem to be the same chances as anyone. It’s a bitter thing to live every day with the stress of fear and exclusion, but when we choose  good  it makes the world better. People folding up like lawn chairs for a lie they were sold are just as likely to turn away and accomplish true good in the world. Hate, poverty, and the violence and limitation of rights of women are not ‘us or them’ problems. They are Human problems. We can solve them. We can heal the world if we work together for good.  To protect children.  To grant every access to a full education of their home, our world which further enriches and improves th...

She sees people Walking in lines, shuffling past her constantly She's alone in her bed, in her head To any glancing eye But she sees people, not ones she recognizes Just people on their way, like herself She wants to follow but she's not quite ready yet She's tired, so tired, and most days now the fog doesn't clear away The cobwebs growing thicker They confuse her and she doesn't know what to do Surrounded by the people she loved She's all alone, facing the end But for the little girl  Who sat with her, laid in bed with her After days of not being able to see the little girl's face Last night, the girl turned around  She didn't recognize her, yet a part of her knew why she was there Until the end, unknown until right before she begins to cross over A silent sentinel,  Watching Waiting  Guarding Guiding Soon, she knows She'll get out of her bed On her broken legs She'll join the throngs of people And together they'll walk towards What comes n...

Is this true? Can it really be? I can’t wait for us to finally meet. Everytime we talk I crack a smile. I’m hoping you and this feeling stay a while. In my dreams we met before. Your eyes lit up as I walked across the floor. High expectations this might be. But I sure as hell can’t wait to see.

Being the 1st singer to bring her talents to Louisiana Words, Sasha has never had a place she felt she could not only sing, but also express her passion for expressing the triumphs and failures of pursuing her dream of singing. Making her appearance in Fall 2018, she is the fastest writer to go from the Newcomer to Allstar in the history of Louisiana Words. She is now also the lead singer of Rhythms and visions. She is currently in the process of becoming the first Director of Music for our Louisiana Words family. Let’s welcome Sasha to our family and give her the support she needs to showcase her singing/writing for Louisiana!

Because we are polishing our content to have the structure that it deserves to go in the direction of our new opportunities,  we will be re-starting LouisianaWords on Mother’s Day with a very, very, very special Louisiana Words introduction! Follow us family!