WINNER

Winner.

Yeah, people confuse the meaning

You see, ‘winner’ is about being

the best me that I can  be

that, the world can easily see

When I define the reality of me

I am a Winner!

Winner.

Ain’t about a competition

‘cause regardless of the repetition

Nobody can beat me, being me

I am unique

Like the snowflake

Voice or fingerprint

Steady as I go

With clarity, I know

I am the master of my destiny

The author of my fate

Responsible for how I feel

Just keepin’ it real

Without yeast or filler, I know

I am a Winner!

By Fabraye

12/14/15

All rights reserved.

How Did You Awake Today? - A Poem About Gratitude

GRATITUDE

I awake amid the sounds of crickets

Anticipated,

but unexpected in melodic rhythm

Thank you for the wake-up call.

My eyes open

And eyelids autonomously blink

Check.

My phalanges wiggle, and

Knees and neck bend with ease,

Check.

My diaphragm bounces

Evidence that my life on Earth

continues for another day

Check!

Thank you for more time to play.

Out of my window

Darkness

Split with horizontal lines,

abstract shapes

and brilliant colors that divide

reveal what we call ‘sunrise’

Thank you for the Creative inspiration.

In the span of minutes

I’m hygiene ready

Showered, brushed teeth,

Combed hair

And gone down stairs for eats

So, there’s a roof overhead

Water running

Electricity streaming

Dresser drawers with

underwear and socks

A closet with clothes and shoes

Linen in cabinets

Plates and silverware in drawers

A stove ready to be used

And a fridge with food

Thank you for the “little things.”

Each day I awake,

I can rush through in attitude

mindless of self-generated

drama and feuds.

Conscious, I can appreciate,

draw more good

and enjoy the life I create.

Choice is mine.

And, Gratitude is good

when understood.

A Poem by Fabraye

09.06.15

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All I Desire

I thought life was

To forever be

a trial, hardship

riddled with poverty

I thought life would be

what was told to me

a short-lived struggle

but, then after death

I’d be free

I saw life as

time to be served

with some enjoyments

as deserved

but mostly a physical

prison camp --

humans enslaved

at God’s discretion

forced to do His bidding

But, then I thought --

What of free-will?

Had to be more

‘cause that would be ill

And, if God is love,

that can’t be real

‘cause love never forces

Its will

Life had to be more

I had goals, desires

but, I was told

get educated

then I’d be hired

No one said,

I could also be fired

that from under me

security could be snatched

and left with goals

still unhatched

I reasoned --

There must be another way

some formula

to generate desires

without unnecessary delay

You've heard the words --
"Seek and you shall find,"

"Ask and the door opens"

Say, “Be,” and it is.

All for true!

Desires are at hand

generated instantaneously

on demand

for those who understand

Life is about living!

Conscious Thought

relieves desires' droughts

and abundance flows

Without wars being fought

Peace reigns

When understanding is gained

All I desire came about

when my life became

a living art

consciously connected

to the Human Us

I as the Artist, and

the world my canvas

All I desire

I paint in virtual mind

focus my intention

And live what is mine

as it is manifested 
in due time.

by Fabraye

11.10.14
revised 12.16.15

I’m Out!

I’m out the box

The jig’s up

No more hiding

Or getting by sliding

Time to be

All I’ve ever desired

The Dauntless,

Creatively passionate,

Enlightened,

Inspiring,

Self-Directed me

Time for more fun

More abundance

More running,

Jumping,

Playing,

Enjoying life’s game

Time for more power

More writing,

More speaking up

More productive thought

More of what life’s

Truly about

Time for more peace

From divided to unity

From poverty to prosperity

From bound to free

Time’s up,

No longer do I waiver

Life is in my favor

Experience flavored

For fulfillment

It’s what I’m about

Inspired by Divine Thought

No longer in the box

Look out World,

Cause I’m Out!

By Fabraye

All rights reserved.

11.04.14

Human Trafficking

Human Trafficking.

How atrocious, inhumane,  

Consciously insane

Unlawful, awful

Beyond sanities domain

To make any being a slave

And, in 2014

The worst ever seen

Really?

Human Trafficking.

Humans subdued,

Subjected to brutality

Without sentimentality

What a mentality

Turns humans into cargo

Under the guise

Of civilizing from savagery

Or the ruse

Of from poverty to servitude

Who has that right?

To subdue human beings

Claiming they did not fight

Stealing a child

From their mother’s sight

Denying a son

The dignity of his birth right

A country of their native’s insight

That ain’t right!

That’s the current claim

But centuries of the same

Current powers still disclaim

Though laws and history

Document their shame

Human Trafficking.

Call it by rightful name --

Slavery!

Modern day

Human beings stripped

Voided of dignity

Subjected to cruelty

Human Trafficking.

Stop it today

And, pay for yesterdays’

Neither goes away

It vividly remains as debasing now

As in days past

And without reciprocity

Through cellular consciousness continues to last

Human Trafficking.

Today and yesterday’s victims

Suffer due to Systems

Of thought, culture and tradition

Designed by every day folks

Of power and volition

Change the thought

Correct what’s past

And render Human Trafficking

Void of Mass

By Fabraye

10.23.14  

“Truest Self’s Call”

Woman develops

by the desires of the heart

Man by the same

Humanity by the tracks

in behavior laid

The train ride of choice

Follows the result of each one’s

Level of Truth

Passengers, lookers-on, naysayers and

Pallet purveyors

All have opinions

But, the essence of Truth

Supersedes anyone’s version of it

As It remains undisturbed

Rooted in universal union of all that is,

Was, or ever will to be

Goodness, Greatness and God-ness awaits

Woman and man who choose to see

To live, to adhere to

The Truest self’s call, consciously.

By Fabraye

09.23.14

Expectation.

Expectation…

That great trench

That separates Man from God-like being

Actions of the great divide

Behind “love” we hide

Doing, amid secret desire

As if love in return

Were a thing for hire

Okay, to desire

To virtually admire

And realize fulfillment in the instant

Okay, to know

That instantaneous creation

Is alignment in action

Manifestations we physically show

Okay, to dream

So long as we awaken

And in inspired action

Maintain a focus, unshaken

Okay, to be in harmony

Aligned with purpose

Above the fate of destiny

Living past the sense of scarcity

Deny supply of others

What can be done for self

And, Real is reality

Foregoing expectation for certainty

Based on Universal’s promise

We live in spiritual health

Assured of wealth

A knowing certainty

Above belief

Expect nothing

And enjoy all in abundance!

A poem by Fabraye