My Black Book- Vol.1
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The Welcome Mat: The ties that bind are the tightest kind Family, friends, and love are all of the above They make up my life’s organs They keep me warm, because they are my gloves In the middle is my spine My heart, body and mind Held together with inner strength Trained by written thoughts and toned by written rhyme This is my first stroke in other readers’ boats Let common bonds keep my readers afloat With my heart on my sleeves it’s my love that I tote Many lessons learned are my sensitive nerves Memories are my blood, my vim, vigor and verve Sullen times of the past where served on a curve All throughout this journey, pay attention to my verbs And if a phrase strikes deep, heed the meaning of my words As you dive into this book See it as your wave or your babbling brook What ever message taken from within Know there is no need to return what you took Now the end of my spine has a hook If you’re given food for thought Just remember, I’m the cook
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About the Book
A poetic journey of love loss and life lessons, wrapped neatly in a rhythm and rhyme format
About the Author
I was born on October 31st 1984, in a place the whole world is familiar with. Kingston, Jamaica is my birth place, I lived there for the first four years of my life, and to this day I consider it my home. I think of myself as a proud Canadian too but when I’m asked, my classification is Jamaican-Canadian. My family moved to Toronto, Canada on August 1988. Since coming here I’ve been thoroughly immersed into many cultures and ideals that where once alien to me. Jamaican by nature but Canadian by nurture with lessons abundant As I grew, my attitudes about love, life, and money remain incumbent The places I’ve lived, be it safe or dangerous leaves nothing to be ashamed This book isn’t about getting in the lime light or seeking fame If there is anything learned from this book, my outlook on life is to blame My mind races with thoughts of loved ones and naysayers all the same Because of the raw nature of my mind, these words could no longer be contained So I spill my thoughts and life lessons on these pages for your mind to retain Growing up in many places from rural landscapes to urban concrete lakes I’ve seen with my own eyes, that the more you know the higher the stakes I’m not seeking fame but I’m not apposed to the title of a great. My life like the city is layered with different colors and tastes much like a cake If the ideals in these pages do not rise in your heart, give it time to bake. Writing is my means to an end, and life is shorter than “just around the bend” Treat the people around you as kind as your lovers and friends Enjoy each page of this book, so you can find the means to your end.