Name: Dante' Porter Age: 20 College Georgia Southern University Classification: Junior Major: Accounting Tumblr Style: Uncensored Creative Writing "Uncensored descriptive writhing. And I'm prepared...

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Reblog if you always follow back.

Reblog, & watch your followers grow :D

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LMAO! And that’s how its done.

LMAO! And that’s how its done.

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The Black Prayer by Kadeeja

Did You Make Me Black Lord?
 
Did You Make Me Black Lord ,
Lord ,  Why did you make me black?
why did you make someone
the world would hold back?

Black is the color of dirty clothes,
of grimy hands and feet,
Black is the color of darkness,
of tired beaten streets,

Why did you give me thick lips,
a broad nose and kinky hair?
Why did you create someone
who receives the hated stare?

Black is the color of the bruised eye
when someone gets hurt,
Black is the color of darkness,
black is the color of dirt.

Why is my bone structure so thick,
my hips and cheeks so high?
Why are my eyes brown,
and not the color of the sky?

Why do people think I’m useless?
How come I feel so used?
Why do people see my skin
and think I should be abused?

Lord, I just don’t understand,
What is it about my skin?
Why is it some people want to hate me
and not know the person within?

Black is what people are “Labeled”
when others want to keep them away,
Black is the color of shadows cast,
Black is the end of the day.

Lord you know my own people mistreat me,
and you know this just ain’t right,
They don’t like my hair, they don’t like my
skin, as they say I’m too dark or too light!

Lord, don’t you think
it’s time to make a change?
Why don’t you redo creation
and make everyone the same?

God’s Reply:

Why did I make you black? Why did I make you black?

I made you in the color of coal
from which beautiful diamonds are formed,
I made you in the color of oil,
the black gold which keeps people warm.

Your color is the same as the rich dark soil
that grows the food you need,
Your color is the same as the black stallion and panther,
Oh what majestic creatures indeed!

All colors of the heavenly rainbow
can be found throughout every nation,
When all these colors are blended,
you become my greatest creation!

Your hair is the texture of lamb’s wool,
such a beautiful creature is he,
I am the shepherd who watches them,
I will ALWAYS watch over thee!

You are the color of the midnight sky,
I put star glitter in your eyes,
There’s a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain,
That’s why your cheeks are so high!

You are the color of dark clouds
from the hurricanes I create in September,
I made your lips so full and thick,
so when you kiss, they will remember!

Your stature is strong,
your bone structure thick to withstand the
burden of time,
The reflection you see in the mirror,
that image that looks back, that is MINE!

So get off your knees,
look in the mirror and tell me what you see?
I didn’t make you in the image of darkness,
I made you in the image of ME!

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The Aftermath

“Be happy. It’s one way of being wise” - Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

Thank you Colette. It’s funny how many of us forget how smart we can be…

Lately, the stress of life life has been the heaviest burden I’ve ever tried to life off my shoulders. Every situation I run into, every deadline I nearly miss, every girl that walks into & out of my life in the same moment. All this and more is becoming this expanding mesh tangled atop my tiring enthusiasm. But luckily for me there’s a trump for all these cards played against me, and I’m not one to shy away from the ace of spades. I’m just too damn stubborn, and it never fails.

But sometimes stubbornness just doesn’t cut it, and as we see many gym accidents & injuries that come of it, the aftermath can be scaring. It can push you where ever you want to put yourself, but at a price. The recoil from whatever situation you may be pressuring/resisting is gonna bite back, and wow, does it strike with a vengeance! So here I am, resisting all this baggage of school and life thinking, “What happens when I give out? If it’s too much, do I…do I quit?” 

Heck no, and if your any kind of athlete or anyone proficient about exercise, you know what comes next. Mind over Matter.  

With that said, I welcome you. This atomic particle in the realm of social media is my (and your) mind’s outlet to deal with the matters of life. There are portals to worlds in my head that would have common intellect in a coil. The way I figure it with my newfound knack for creative writing, why not share it? There’s something in here for everyone: A gallant story of a knight of celestial beings, a single father’s tale of his dramatic climb through the mountains of his profession, a poem about a young man’s first encounter with his dream girl and his worst enemy. You name it, I’ll write it. Raw and uncensored to the liking. 

Here’s hoping you’ll enjoy reading these thoughts, stories and tales as much as I enjoy writing them. Remember, be smart, be happy and have fun with this! Without restrictions, the honesty on this page will surely re-energize us all day by day. 

Uncensored descriptive writhing. And I’m prepared for the actions that follow. 

This is Consequential Wordplay. 

- Dante Porter


 

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"Success Will Be the Best Revenge"

Dilated Peoples


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