tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282936772011-04-21T14:39:54.301-07:00www.latorialfaison.comLatorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-88455880392458191252007-03-25T13:58:00.000-07:002007-03-25T14:03:56.600-07:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br /><strong>O</strong>nwardly<br /><br /><strong>B</strong>elieving<br /><br /><strong>A</strong>lways in<br /><br /><strong>M</strong>iracles for<br /><br /><strong>A</strong>merica<br /><br />Copyrighted March 2007 Latorial Faison<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/08_logo2.jpg"><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-8845588039245819125?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-46171705754873934402007-01-21T18:24:00.000-08:002007-01-21T19:21:44.646-08:00<em>by Latorial Faison</em><br /><br /><br />you do not know<br /><br />your left from right<br /><br />yet you claim to know<br /><br />the dark from light<br /><br />you do not see<br /><br />your inner truth<br /><br />and you wear<br /><br />ignorance<br /><br />like a noose<br /><br />you do not love<br /><br />just don't know how<br /><br />still you insist<br /><br />on taking bows<br /><br />your genius laced<br /><br />in stupidity<br /><br />is the making of<br /><br />newfound tragedy<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-4617170575487393440?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-596588418781139922007-01-09T22:48:00.000-08:002007-01-09T22:53:51.923-08:00<strong>A TRIBUTE TO BOBBY SANDERS </strong><br />COMMAND SERGEANT MAJOR, US ARMY RETIRED<br /><em>by Latorial Faison, Poet, Author & Friend</em><br /><br />Like a <em>thief</em> in the night<br />The Good Shepherd took him away<br />Left us many blazing trails<br />And so many noble words to say<br /><br />He was <em>more</em> than just a man<br />He was humble and so loved<br />He was <em>more</em> than just a soldier<br />Who fought hard to rise above<br /><br />He leaves accomplishments behind<br />That bring our hearts to ponder<br />And of his strength and determination<br />We are all left to wonder<br /><br />What <em>manner</em> of man. . . <br />What manner of man was this<br />Who strived to walk the way of Christ<br />With patience and faithfulness<br /><br />He leaves so much wisdom<br />And remedies from on high<br />We must hold fast to the memories<br />While deliverance is nigh<br /><br />Bobby’s God is faithful<br />A mistake He could never make<br />He found comfort in God’s arms<br />He treasured every word He spake<br /><br />And so he leaves us to tarry<br />In this world of uncertainty<br />But not without understanding<br />And a powerful legacy<br /><br />What <em>manner</em> of man . . . <br />What manner of man was he<br />The kind of man who <em>loved</em> to give<br />And <em>lived</em> to see others free<br /><br /><br />Copyrighted © January 10, 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-59658841878113992?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-68939136010824647222007-01-01T20:26:00.001-08:002007-01-01T20:26:59.254-08:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br />trapped<br />yet trying <br />to escape<br />barriers <br />we can't see <br />in a place<br />where <br />darkness <br />fails to make <br />the acquaintance <br />of light<br /><br />here <br />we forget <br />who <br />gave us <br />birth<br /><br />here<br />we seek <br />solace <br />in straddling <br />a liar's <br />fence<br /><br />lethargic<br />our lights <br />reveal <br />what must be<br />heaven<br />in us <br />as we <br />struggle <br />to succeed <br />rather <br />than to be <br />freed<br /><br /><br />Copyrighted December 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-6893913601082464722?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-2297925443582225772007-01-01T20:24:00.000-08:002007-01-01T20:32:20.219-08:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br />it's unorthodox to say some things<br />those things from which salvation rings<br />  <br />i hate my life, don't need a man, <br />i can take care of myself, don't want children<br /><br />it's not ladylike to travel roads<br />refusing man's twice fertile loads<br /><br />it's crazy to be a single woman<br />they say being so is a bad omen<br /><br />being orthodox, what does it mean?<br />that i should die before i dream<br /><br />Copyrighted December 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-229792544358222577?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-61986990151680160362007-01-01T20:22:00.000-08:002007-01-01T20:28:28.435-08:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br /> how dare we want to<br />venture outside of our homes<br />  in pursuit of dreams<br /><br />  and why should we want<br />our own status and careers<br />  we're just women<br /><br />  yet we're the strength<br />born second to men for such<br />  a time as <em>this woman</em><br /><br /><br /><br />Copyright © December 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-6198699015168016036?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-40810979341231190002007-01-01T20:17:00.001-08:002007-01-01T20:33:05.001-08:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br />i wear pants<br />to church, to work<br />some say I'm crazy<br />just gone berserk<br /><br />i wear pants<br />sometimes in bed<br />i care not<br />what tradition says<br /><br />i wear pants<br />just to make me smile<br />not because they are<br />the latest style<br /><br />i wear pants<br />just to be free<br />not because i<br />long and search for me<br /><br />i wear pants<br />they give me voice<br />i wear pants<br />it's my choice<br /><br /><br />Copyrighted December 2006 by Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-4081097934123119000?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-82369030168988472182006-12-22T21:40:00.000-08:002006-12-22T21:43:43.429-08:00<em>by Latorial Faison</em><br /><br />another best kept secret<br /><br />summers on beaches<br />resorts with jacuzzis<br />sand, waves and sunrays<br /><br />winters in the mountains<br />skiing, snowboarding, snowtubing<br />heated pools and indoor water parks<br /><br />get away and play<br /><br />Copyright © December 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-8236903016898847218?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1159318849483563752006-09-26T18:00:00.000-07:002006-09-26T18:01:33.453-07:00<em>by Latorial Faison</em><br /><br />Today is filed away rummaging<br />through Tuesday folders, checking<br />homework and raising eyebrows<br />at school work as the anxiety to see <br />more A's rises and falls.<br /><br />We don't want to raise geniuses, but<br />what we want is to raise some kids<br />who will have half a chance in a world<br />in which they must give 200% to make<br />anything real happen.<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © September 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-115931884948356375?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1157946428590030802006-09-10T20:36:00.000-07:002006-09-10T20:48:23.166-07:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br />curbside<br />they have conversations<br />smoking, posing, leaning<br />and shooting the breeze<br />on a September Sunday morning<br />somewhere, anywhere, everywhere<br />up and down Pennsylvania Avenue<br />two minutes from the White House<br />decades from the outhouse<br />proud men, foreign men<br />they have come<br />not to drive cabs<br />but to make a living<br />in a different kind of chaos<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © September 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-115794642859003080?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1157551279879519782006-09-06T06:59:00.000-07:002006-09-06T21:19:14.120-07:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br />tonight I just want to dream<br />not scream <br />of some place new<br />or some new scene<br />a sacred place to be with you<br />a quiet place for just us two<br />where as we touch<br />our love grows much<br />much more than we'd ever imagined<br />and all that we may have forgotten<br />because we are <em>one</em><br />and though life often blocks our sun<br />we have learned to bask<br />and relax in the memories<br />days we left each other shimmering<br />in the afterglow for all we know<br />of the phenomenon<br /><em>in love</em><br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © September 6, 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-115755127987951978?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1149600329359016322006-06-06T06:18:00.000-07:002006-08-29T21:00:56.443-07:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br /><em>a funny poem . . . </em><br /><br />I didn't realize that<br />When my parents gave me away<br />It wasn't to my husband<br />On my wedding day.<br /><br />They gave me to someone else.<br />And I knew it was a shame<br />When one day I woke up to find<br />That I had married Uncle Sam<br /><br />Our first year of marriage<br />Was spent nations apart<br />Man of my dreams miles away<br />But always in my heart<br /><br />The next year took us<br />Into a southern state<br />Where I found it hard<br />To adjust and to relate<br /><br />I wanted to find a job<br />That paid a good rate<br />Educated without experience<br />Would unemployment be my fate?<br /><br />From temporary to part-time<br />Without a benefit in the world<br />Uncle Sam had just begun <br />To rearrange my world<br /><br />With two college degrees<br />Hanging on the wall<br />I never guessed that employers<br />Would take so long to call<br /><br />Two years and a baby later<br />We moved on to a new state<br />Where house work and babytalk<br />Was my clean slate<br /><br />Words became wisdom<br />Poetry kept me from falling<br />But underneath the lyrics<br />Was my second calling<br /><br />I wrote a book or two<br />And sold them now and then<br />Writing occupied my time<br />Until life could make amends<br /><br />We were on the road again<br />Off to the heart of Texas<br />Where life got really hot<br />In the battle of the sexes<br /><br />Every soldier at the Hood<br />Was preparing for Iraq<br />The career goals of spouses<br />Were tossed to the back<br /><br />Wife and mother first<br />Any other calling last<br />A full-time job teaching<br />Was a thing of the past<br /><br />Off to war he went<br />My husband or Uncle Sam<br />Again, I had to think,<br />"This marriage is a sham!"<br /><br />It's hard to fit a mold<br />So I dare not even try<br />But I questioned Uncle Sam<br />And often asked him "Why?"<br /><br />But I held on to my vows<br />And the man I married that day<br />For I knew he'd been kidnapped<br />By a man whose beard is gray<br /><br />I'm always on the lookout<br />For yet another position<br />To find my life's work<br />Is my sole mission<br /><br />I don't fit the stereotype<br />Of the average officer's spouse<br />Hosting coffees and teas<br />In my decorated military house<br /><br />I'm a different kind of woman<br />With a different kind of goal<br />Who didn't fall in love with Uncle Sam<br />And pledge to, with him, grow old.<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © June 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-114960032935901632?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1148833950465058482006-05-28T09:29:00.001-07:002006-08-29T21:02:41.643-07:00<em>by Latorial Faison</em><br /><br />month of my birth<br />tell me my worth<br />paint pictures of memories<br />I've had on this earth<br /><br />you're a poem<br />a love that's new,<br />shades of pink<br />and variations of blue<br /><br />you bring the spring<br />and birds that sing<br />beautiful skies<br />and everything<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © May 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-114883395046505848?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1148366057714969212006-05-22T23:28:00.000-07:002006-12-23T07:31:09.688-08:00<em>by Latorial Faison</em><br /><br />The brave show up in unforeseen places<br />in and out of uniform, out of breath and <br />unfortunately, out of time, sometimes<br /><em>out of sight, out of mind,</em> as darkness <br />invades this world<br /><br />In the getting sometimes you get <em>no</em> time<br />to reflect on the second where it all went<br />wrong, where they did you more harm<br />than good, brothers and sisters living life<br />to the fullest cry<br /><br />We weep for you and the unfulfilled life<br />of what could have been, a life that shall<br />never come to pass this tragic moment<br />that found you face to face with your foes,<br />your friends, your fellowmen<br /><br />It's all a dream it seems, and tomorrow<br />wouldn't be too late for you to walk through <br />the door and kiss your baby, stop by to see <br />your parents and grandparents or smile <br />when you see your brothers<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © May 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-114836605771496921?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1147961130208718372006-05-18T07:05:00.000-07:002006-05-18T07:20:45.616-07:00by Latorial Faison<br /><br />Four walls have driven men mad<br />with every sin known to man, God <br />and the devil himself. We wonder <br />now in a <em>W</em> era if anything is real: <br />the economy, citizenship, money, <br />or miracles. Maybe it's all a big lie,<br />and Bush is the devil's pawn come <br />to bring the house down with about <br />a thousand other clowns in white <br />face who laugh at us as we pull up <br />to fill up wondering what tomorrow <br />will bring, $5.00 a gallon or the end.<br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © May 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-114796113020871837?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28293677.post-1147902391054195972006-05-17T14:45:00.000-07:002006-05-18T07:06:24.186-07:00<em>by Latorial Faison</em><br /><br />something surfaces<br />inside me<br />lending my ears to <br />every distraction known to <br />nuptials<br />then<br /><br />there is the thought of<br />rearranging our lives<br />entirely<br />around<br />this<br />moment of chaos where<br />everything seems like<br />nothing<br />true<Br><Br><br /><br /><img src="http://latorial.faithweb.com/FaisonBanner2005.jpg"><br /><br />Copyright © May 2006 Latorial Faison<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28293677-114790239105419597?l=faisongallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Latorial Faisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12085920335797539185noreply@blogger.com0