When Given Space I Dance:

When given space,
I dance
cuz I'm an alien from outer space
no need to give me a beat
I'll just use my heart beat
to move my feet
I imitate the Nile
the breeze
the djembe
history
shit I imitate anything that is not an imitation
but a reflection
of me.
the trees
the sun
the woman
the one (me)
My movement comes from me
to set me free
to set you free
so we
can be
the dream we see
and mold space into the place we want to be...
when given space
I dance...
it's not a choice
but what my heart commands
and everyday I share my heart with you
Cuz I am and only associate with
the TRUTH

Write What No One Reads

Why write what no one reads?
Because what no one reads
I's reads
eyes read
with heart pouring Quali-Teas
eyes reads these teas only
with the jump jive hive
of  honey bees
nectar, raw that is
B.cause I profess nothing processed
only life is my light
joy is my name
but they call me B.
or B.J.
not even I possess the courage and faith to call me by my name

but on the street I'm no one special
no one see the vivacious adjective before the bee
they don't even know how to pronounce the B sound
so they mistake me for Baha and Bayjah
most days I get called by my true name but even then
I hear mispronunciations not from their mouths
but their hearts
Those that don't believe in joy can't pronounce my name the way it was intended
Even I struggle with it but I always have my eyes on the truth
so I write what no one reads
I get off what no one sees (oxygen, drug free right)
I drink only water is clear to me, the energy it bees
And no one sees just exactly what I see
So no one reads what I right
The fact that I don't give a damn
helps me sleep at night.