message to the black man

pull your pants up

and pull yourself together.

if you see your brothers and sisters slippin’, pull them up.

when ye brothers and sisters are falling apart, cover them with gentleness until they pull themselves together.

black man, you are not who they say you are.

who taught you to degrade yourself?

the same carbon compounds that are found within your brown skin are found within the stars…

o’ how i want you to know your atomic structure is essentially an amalgam of the universe itself.

you are more than a junkie nod, your track record predates a needle mark.

what if i told you, you never needed the white man’s acceptance.

you are more than a crackhead shuffle, seneca village shows life has been no walk in the park.

when these lowlifes attack your image of self, you activate a higher self-acceptance.

black man, how long before you get back on track and move in love and light?

don’t let the pressure harden your light-hearted soul, you just continue to pray to the east and do what’s right.

@steviestreets message to the black man


ode to a hopeless romantic


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sweeter than the sound of mandolins on starry nights
timeless as the beauty of the starry night

o’ brown skin wit’ the radiance of starry nights
meet me at the café terrace at night

i’ll be the brother to the night
cool as moonlight

if you believe in three ninety eight point two like i do
we can romance in france
roam the streets of rome
or time travel earth to earth ’til we greet the dawn of a new day

or maybe we can hop in the van and go
somewhere over the rainbow
no baggage, no phones
just you and i neath the beauty of the sky
inhibitions runnin’ wild like lucy in the sky for a few days

-Stevie #dearawkwardblackgirl / #inasentimentalmood #poem • ode to a hopeless romantic

Happy Place


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close your eyes. breathe deep.
envision your happy place.
do you feel the peace?

@StevieStreets #morningmeditation #haiku#happyplace

find your happy place.
feed your soul and clean your mind.
declutter your life.

@StevieStreets #wordstoliveby #poem#morningaffirmations

COVID Chronicles vol. 1


It feels like I’m dying, as I struggle to breathe and grasp what’s important.

It feels like a massive panic attack and swift hit to the organs.

As my heart is filled with rage, this sharp pain in my ribcage leads me to believe it’ll be easier to stop breathing.

They say to everything there’s season, so I fret not the time nor the hour.

What angers me the most is how quick someone else’s blatant disregard for life has robbed me of my power.

I mean, my mother and I have followed protocol and adhered to everything to reduce risk

yet here we are, still at risk.

Yeah, I try to move in love and light yet my heart’s been dark since the day I was robbed of peace of mind.

Perhaps I am still haunted from wiping Grandma’s tears in ’89.

Perhaps I’m too cold-hearted to pretend like everything is fine.

Perhaps this high fever got me too hot yet what I know for sure is I am not fine.

There’s no New Year Cheer this year, I’ve been in and out of deep sleeps with the shakes and shivers.

Still remember my Grandmother telling me “All of a man’s values must lie within his family”

yet what am I to do when I’m surrounded by ignorant niggers?

@StevieStreets | COVID Chronicles, vol. 1

Her Love Language was Trauma


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See, he spoke healing.
Her love language was trauma,
She chose not to heal.

@StevieStreets #haiku | Her Love Language was Trauma



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I stopped time for her.
She used me as a timepass
Yet time passes by.

@StevieStreets #haiku | Timepass

Matters of The Heart


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Matters of the heart:
The way she made me love her 
Then ripped me apart.

@StevieStreets #haiku | Matters of The Heart

Goodbye Love


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Though we’ve come so far
And I won’t give up on you,
I’m saying goodbye.

@StevieStreets #haiku | Goodbye Love

searching for one’s self


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searching for one’s self?

the answers are not out there.

why not look within?

@StevieStreets #haiku | searching for one’s self

I See The Evils


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There’s a war going on outside, no man is safe from.

Chemical warfare got the government out here tryna calcify pineal glands with fluoride

And too many of our brothers and sisters lack the knowledge of self to protect the God Body that compels these devils to hate them.

Until we spark the revolution,

I’mma do my best to ignite the fire starters and brainstorm solutions.

Eye am most thankful for the divine frequency of our healing sisters as we work to change the vibration.

Imagine the sacred healing power when we return to vegetation?

Imagine the manifestation when the war on drugs becomes a manifesto to practice meditation over self-medication?

In the wake of social unrest, there’s no need to stay woke;

It’s time to let the third-eye roam and look out for our peoples.

When it comes to surviving America,

Eye see the evils

Like soon as we thirst knowledge,

The fools behind the electoral college leave us in food deserts and poison the youth with hot cheetos and doritos.

Sometimes I wonder why social media outlets block posts that speak healing to our people.

They force feed us alphabet soup all day

Yet display dismay soon as I attempt to share African Holistic Health with our people.

Although they try hard to disguise the genocide,

Eye see the evil.

First they prescribe your affliction, 

Then they supply your addiction.

The school to prison pipeline got our children out here facing excessive suspensions.

Pardon my suspicions yet my mental vision’s decalcified

And eye see how labels like ADHD have allowed racists teachers to implore the chemical war on our young people.

Sometimes I wonder how the prescription pill mill got these educators to help them dispense Adderall and Ritalin to our children?

Sometimes I wonder why the welfare system was designed to take the Black Man away from his woman and children?

Although they don’t want us to know about COINTELPRO,

I’m here to let you know how the war on drugs legalized the government’s covert illegal actions.

If you cannot see how the war on drugs correlates with chemical warfare,

Ask the self-proclaimed conservatives behind the American Legislative Exchange Council why the prison industrial complex mainly captures POWs from neighborhoods that are mainly Black or Latin.

First they flooded our neighborhoods with drugs

Then they incorporated the Corrections Corporation of America and issued arrest quotas to mass incarcerate our peoples.

Why’s my Black Skin a constant target?

How are we to receive a fair trial when CoreCivic is traded on the stock exchange?

Why’s my Black Skin a constant target?

How are we to receive due process when the CXW profits when we’re buried alive behind bars

And the DA continues to refute our right to due process when we’re murdered and slain in custody of being detained?

Sometimes I wonder,

Why the chemists and those that impose eugenics invest so much time in administering the health decline of our people? 

How is it possible for every disease known to man to plague The Black Man? 

And we ain’t gon’ talk about how they target The Black Woman and Child.

Why you think these pigs get away with killing us and never go to trial?

They know Black Lives Matter, they know YOU are important. 

First they steal your peace of mind by orchestrating the conditions for crime,

Then they kidnap our children and push planned parenthood and feminism as a means to tell our women to have abortions.

How long before we see the all seeing eye merely pretends we’re not important?

If Black Lives didn’t matter,

Big pharma wouldn’t make billions off of stealing our organs.

If Black Lives didn’t matter,

Big business wouldn’t invest billions into ALEC sponsored legislation to make you feel less important.

@StevieStreets | I See The Evils