Almost every person I know of African descent has the stories of getting disciplined in the most creative and largely painful ways, and today we discuss whether the beds truly justify the means when it comes to disciplining and punishing your children. Continue reading TBF 124 The Furnace on African child rearing strategies
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Let minds flutter like butterflies,
let time pass like bullets fly,
let hands rest, and feet stay,
let words stay still on your tongue.
let your eyes rest upon me,
let mine feast on your beauty,
my eyes grow fat from your excess,
yet your frame fits fragility with finesse,
let my heart be steady,
there’s no need for my blood to rush,
yet contemplation of you, leaves me giddy,
like I just suffered a blood rush.
Lord, Let your banner over us be love.
envelop us like a bad red rash,
If you’re a disease I’ve contracted you,
but like a good contract’s due,
I’m fully content and readily renew,
simply continue, no upgrade betters you,
so I blissfully remain on the same tariff,
baby, you made my pain perish,
and for that I love you.
God Bless You.
It stays the same; It stays new.
The air is suddenly too hard to grasp.
I gasp.
Thin like a silk or satin scarf,
out of breath just because I heard you laugh.
Then you walk in,
suddenly, the room is spinning,
and though I’m sitting,
I’m falling,
in love, all over again.
This smile on my face is a mask,
painted on so close to my skin,
under it, my brow is creased like a freshly used paper napkin,
the same I required to wipe the perspiration,
from the exhaustion of the mental activity going on behind my forehead,
caught up in sheer amazement, at how so much beauty could be concentrated in such small space, as your face.
I’m plotting an escape,
A retreat to the bathroom that I may gather myself once more,
stand tall, check my shirt, view my watch,
knowing this time, on my return, you will watch,
and as you do I’ll inspire the same in you as you did me,
tit for tat, exchange ain’t robbery,
love is beautiful ain’t it.
Because even after my hair’s all fallen out,
and most of my teeth have followed suit,
and even after it takes multiple attempts for you to get out of your seat,
you, are still the most beautiful girl I ever did meet, and I’m still your special gentleman.
Even while were old and gray,
love is renewed, brand new each day,
Because love came not from you nor from me,
but through you and through me,
from God.
In He, in Love, shall we forever be, in Love.
The Ordinary Amazing 