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DID YOU KNOW THAT STROKE IS THE # 3 KILLER IN THE BLACK COMMUNITY? IT AFFECTS OVER 100,000 BLACKS A YEAR. SURVIVORS ARE NEVER THE SAME. READ ON.

May is American Stroke Month.  Stroke Month should serve as a reminder that no one is immune to stroke.  It does not matter if you are young or old, male or female.  Stroke does not discriminate.  It doesn't care what your racial or ethnic background is.  Stroke touches us all.  However, some of us carry a greater stroke burden.  Stroke disproportionately impacts people from communities of color.  African-Americans are at a higher risk for stroke compared to other racial or ethnic groups.  Compared to Caucasians, African-Americans have almost twice the risk of first ever stroke.  Despite these alarming facts, stroke is not inevitable.  We all hold within us the power to end stroke.

May 2nd - 4th  I had a chance to travel to Atlanta to be a part of The Power to End Stroke movement and what a movement it is .The Power to End Stroke is to help educate our community and save lives. It is sponsered by The American Heart ****ociation.I was amazed at the statistics of how stroke affects us as a whole .I was pleased to know that we have the power to take care of ourselves and slim down the chance of having one.

Please educate yourselves, and be aware of the signs. It is important for our survival....VISIT AMERICANHEART.ORG FOR MORE INFO ON STROKE.

Be concerned for yourself and others.

Sophi 1

 So Special   ©2008
 
 

He was so special to me
Sometimes I wonder how this could be
My heart skips when he is near
But I have no reason to fear for I thought that he would be there
It's hard to understand how one can love you so
Then turn around and say I have to let you go
Love is crazy, sometimes unkind
Devastating at times....
I write from within, sometimes I reach for a friend only to find out its
Only me in the end
He said he loves me, but this can not be
But why say you love me, and then set me free
I want to be held like the sky holds the sun
I want to be held like stars in the sky
This is crazy, so so crazy
A man can make you feel like your his one and only lady
Make you want to be there for him and carry his baby
Amazing, how a day can flip into night
When some things just don't seem right
Sometimes crazy is a lesson learned
You have to let go... so you don't continue to burn
My heart is so lonely inside
My skin longs for the sensual touch of him
Can the mind truly comprehend He captivated my mind and my heart
My heart was a gift that I trusted to give
I presented this gift while there was still a lock in place
I gave him the key and said this I give to you
To love me and care for me
But hold it dear I proclaimed, because it has been tarnished and burned
He said you can trust me baby, I love you
I will hold it dear to my heart
Let me be the one to show you where to start
Let me love you by taking you down and seductively pleasing you from
Your head to your toes
From your nose to your elbows
From your heart to your soul

Baby I got you he said
Yes oh yes I said
Releasing all parts of me from my mind to my lips from the top of my head, All the way to my finger tips
Oh yes, oh yes
He is the one
But was I wrong ?
He was so special to me
I loved him so, but he hurt me and said this can never be
See how I say love is crazy
But still so amazing
Back to the lock and key that I had before
Back to the words of a healing heart
When you tell yourself no more and I have to be smarter than before
I have to stand back and take my time and face the reali - ty
But always remind myself that I am so special to me

Original Poetry ALT aka Sophisticated 1 © 2008
 
 

Can you relate ?

© 2008

My heart is breaking and I don't know what to do, I want someone to hold me, but I know that this feeling that I have,  is up to me shake it loose.
Why do I continue to hurt and be so confused ? Does anyone hear my cries, does anyone even care ?

They're on the outside looking in and think that she is so strong, but if they really knew what was beneath the surface. There would be a broken women
who's spirit has been sucked out of her. Her heart has been pulled in so many ways.

How does she continue to stand and hold her head up high? Is there anyone there that can catch the many tears that she cries, wishinig and hoping for a better life. Longing to love herself from the inside out and not need the stamp of approval from a man.

Is there anyone who can relate to a forbidden love ? When there always seems to be an obstacle, and yet she continues to fight for what she can not have.
Is this a man, or is just the need , the undying need for peace and sanity.

I'm so tired she cries, are you listening ?

No, your not- I forgot you are on the outside looking in. You don't know how I feel she says. How sometimes this life just seems so unreal.
You get an attitude with me and say what's the deal
You think it's an attitude, and I'm just being rude. The reality is that , I am hurting uncontrollably. I hug myself , because I have no one to hold me
She puts up a front , and seems to be unphased by the day to day life. But when she comes home. Its just her left alone , and no one knows that  sometimes she cries all night.

You don't know her and  what she's been through . You may think its a cake walk , but to her it's been a journey to hell, and she has had to fight  her way through. Burns and bruises, struggle and pain. Some how she maintains.  She tells herself every waking moment of the day that,  I have to fight, even though I feel like giving up

 I'm so tired

Is that she or is it I , who sometimes can relate inside ?   Is it  you , and deep down in your heart, you know  that this is true ?

Can you relate ?

Original Poetry by : Sophisticated 1 AKA ALT © 2008