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My profession is sought by many
With an income that's a plenty
I'm a high class Call Girl
Capable of rocking your world

It's not just about the money
Or savoring the taste of honey
It's exhilarating being in control
My skills conquering body and soul

My clientele seeks what is forbidden
With pent up desires safely hidden
I'm well trained to meet the needs
Services performed greatly exceeds

I'm a professional like any other
Subject to entertaining your husband
Wife, sister, brother and even you, because
I'm impeccable at what I do

(Families In Crisis/Hear Them)
The Children Speaks

Our Mommies are crying
while Daddies are dying
drug overdose, jail and stuff
Let The Children Speak

We kids are sad
cause Mommies mad
it's all so confusing,
Just Let The Children Speak

She says she loves us, but go away
Are we to go or can we stay?
Won't someone please Let The Children Speak

She says silence, we're not allowed to cry
She keeps hitting us; we don't understand why,
Please won't anyone
Let The Children Speak

Momma couldn't see her way clear
that's why shes no longer here,
It's dark; we're cold, hungry and in fear
Please oh please
Let The Children Speak

We kids don't go to school;
don't have any house rules
hanging out with other fools
Time to Let The Children Speak

Drugs, gangs and guns around everyday
Thank God for grandma who taught us to pray,
because God always hears what we say
He lets the children speak

Tags: families In Crisis/Hear Them

(worked with families in crisis, want their voices to be heard)
Ms. Lucy New Home

Does anyone know where she's gone?
I hope Ms. Lucy's not all alone
It started when she lost her job,
never knew life could be so hard

A single Mom, three children to raise,
the state came in, caseworker out of phase
They placed her children in Foster Care
It was more than she could bare,

She had no place to lay her head,
Shelter to shelter after a bed,

Hitched to church crying, "Help me please!"
Preacher said, "Sorry, lifes not a breeze."

Resting her tired body on a bench in the park
Her life was stolen that night in the dark,

No need to worry, she's not alone
Ms. Lucy has a permanant home.

There's many of her in the world today
I hope others will hear what they have to say.

Tags: worked with families in crisis, Let their Voices be Heard

We hurry down to breakfast
biscuits, syrup and grits
out the door to the front pew
where the children sits

That old deacon starts to pray
open your heart let God have his way
he prayed so long some feel aseep
pretending the Spirit made them weep

A sister jumped up ran down the aisle
church mother said
let God use that child

Choir asinging clapping their hands
congregation on its feet
giving them some a-man's

Preacher man yells and screams
come to Jesus he'll wash you clean

I whispered to my little brother Earl
momma gave me the evil eye
close your mouth, sit up straight
and straighten your bow tie

Now, everything's quieted down
everybody's gathered around
we said a prayer sang a song
now it's time to go back home

Feeling good feeling good
yea lordy, feeling mighty good

Tags: upbringing, old time religion

Kind Sir could I please appease your every need
Could I please do you a good deed

I'll clean your house spic and span
I'll do whatever to please my man

I'll wash clothes and darn your socks
I'll leave before your next woman knocks

I'll cook your favorite dish
I'll fulfill your every wish

while at work they give you hell
It's ok if you need to yell

how many babies, how many more?
 no need to marry I'll be your whore

Kind Sir wake-up, tell us what you will do

when you realize Kind Sir,
This dream is lying to you

Tags: humor, touch of reality

Walking on the beach of
soothing sand pebbles dazzing diamond chips
hurriedly ridding my shoes to pamper my feet
sensations of warmth beaming from a blazing sun,
water crystal clear illusion as stained glass
aqua blue, tranquil, uninterrupted
A raging tide forces herself to roll in as
I walk out into the deep and deeper
a gigantic sunken bed of bubbling waters
spilling beneath my feet,
No place on earth could compare to such beauty,
finally, deciding to return to the beach of
soothibg sand pebbles dazzing diamond chips
looking to my right, My left, all around
all I could see, were streets of gold

A call to sisterhoods nation wide
young girls are mislead tossed aside

babies having babies at age fifteen
becoming mothers without dreams

teen slain dead in an alley
girl child only known, as sally

Let's teach our girls to have self worth
there's more to accomplish than giving birth

Let's teach them, there's power in knowledge
and encourage our girls to attend college

Let's teach them to have self pride
never trust a stranger who offers a ride

Let's teach our young girls to stand strong
and know they will never stand alone

So, a call to sisterhoods united we stand
to help empower our girls
Please reach out your hands

Tags: revised

Eyes to see
though we may be blind
ears to hear
though we may be deaf
mouths to speak
though we may be mute
We have hold-able hands
that may seem un-embraceable
feet with no direction
taken yet,
Grandma's wisdom,
Our existence has been established
We are purposed to look down on others
Only
while lifting them up

Tags: Everyone has purpose

Some kind of awkward identity crisis
clear yet confusing
Who are you anyway?
loving games, to come and go
reach out and pull back
never staying through winter or spring,
There's no crisis without a solution,
Don't get it twisted you're a full grown man,
with a child's mind