This morning, I was not feeling it. I was anxious, sore and tired. I had 10 pallets to work and it was 3am (That’s a relatively small truck for us too) It was my sixth day in a row. On top of that, we were short handed. But my boss came in at 4am, Just to help and give me some pointers on small adjustments I could make to be more efficient with my time… You see, Every minute counts and those add up. And the truth is, it’s hard to see and hard to hear sometimes but it really is time management that either makes your day or breaks your day. It’s usually not the big things killing us. For example, Small adjustments, So easy I was almost mad that I overlooked it…but once I adjusted …. I had 7 out of 10 pallets broke down and done by 6am.
You need other people to help you grow You need that other perspective You can’t win on your own…. You need smarter people in the room You need to surround yourself with people who force you to grow and challenge yourself You need people who tell you no… You need people to help you level up.
That’s how you make it That’s how you grow That’s how you learn and how you help those around you grow And achieve their goals.
Consent is easy It looks like Me sending you texts all day About Tongue and two finger combos what I wish I could do Because I know you like them It looks like me Wearing a tie Because I know You like to take it off And be blindfolded Consent Is both of us Passionately Having fun Both of us Burning out together Both of us Coupled together Like A spliced electrical wire That’s consent —— If it isn’t firing If it isn’t equally enthusiastic If you’re not in to it Than I’m not having fun We can do something different Anything Cook Nap There is no pressure to be anything
You are Not A number on a scale Body mass Or The hardness of your dick. The fit of your shirt The measure of your hairline The balance of your bank account … The The The The
You are Your word Your thoughts Your loyalty Your character Your ethic Your legacy Your wit Your grit —— Don’t buy what they are selling … Don’t hate what they are selling Don’t even consider it… It’s just their job… That’s what they do …
But you Are A man A father A son A husband A brother A human citizen And you Are Here.
You adapt to change And Obstacles Like an Olympic athlete And you run this race Your race And you have a cloud of Witnesses watching Cheering you on… You are what you love And how you love You are hands that build And Leave A legacy.
Just let me be me Don’t let me be good Let me be great Stop the world Stop settling Don’t be ok With showing up To your destiny Late —// I should already be dead Sometimes I wonder why you did it What would make you end it, Came up on nothing Cold concrete Heated by kerosine Rolls of carpet in the hallway -/// Working everyday Full time from the age of 16 Overtime because I’ve got a dream —/// New hustle New religion Stacked adrenaline Stranger in this town Left it for the iron city Bags are at the door Been training to lift it Since the age of …. 6 Names under scripture Highlighted by gin Whispers wondering where you’ve been -/// I don’t have time to rest She said managing monotony and monogamy was like putting murder in her mind She’s dying from the small town life , She’s doing things she said she never would… She’s thinking about things she said she never would … —/// You don’t fit in and you don’t stand out You are a new kind of …. A new mind of… —-// Bond girl Straight out of water Kill lights She’s all power Couple Feet on the ground She’s got a hit list She’s taking things out We threw punches Spit blood Broke prides Life isn’t a fairy tale Life isn’t free Hard lessons learned —-// Go in hard like an icon Come up running Came from nothing And they’ll keep it from you if you let it Nothing’s guaranteed Read the fine print Hold them to it New fire Fresh hustle Old power Take this iron city and lift it Buy a new dream Forget bling Show me a start up running on Hustle Step for step Dancing like Muhammad Ali Just waiting you sleepers out Coming up worthless Sitting back observing Waiting on the bell Waiting on the knockout Now everyone’s married Locked in 18 to life Living on dad Dead at 30 What’s that echo? Bell… Feet on the ground Building —/// Don’t show up late to your dream… —-/// Don’t settle It’s a struggle Power couple Full hustle Build No kids She wants a prenup Hustler all her life She’s not a bad bitch She’s not even savage she’s quietly building buying this town She’s coming up
You’re not built the same as all of those other people … You’re not meant to fit in Stop trying You can’t look to the past You can’t go back… You can’t Those years are gone You’ve been through too too much You’ve seen too much You are not the same you… —- Those years You grew You had it hard You worked hard You grew up in the dark You were building —— You can’t look back hoping for people for something that is gone… —— I remember working when I was 6 I remember going to the hospital when I was 18 and having surgery And thinking “I can relax …I can sleep…I can’t fix everything …but I can relax now…” I remember all the hard mornings and hard nights … I remember But I do not blame them or no one … Those things made me who I am… I choose… I choose to build … And I choose to keep fighting… I will not quit… We’ve came too far to quit … And if you’re unrecognisable If people don’t know what to do with you If you make them nervous If you can’t be labelled Good. You’re building your own brand You’re a new thing Do not quit Hard times made you You were meant for this. —— Job scraped boils with pottery Seeking a moment of comfort … But he did not quit… —-// You’re different You’re meant to be different You’re not normal You’re a different breed They don’t make them like you anymore Because you are born in darkness You are born out of survival You are born Out of decision You chose at some point Who and what you were going to be … You saw what was around you… But you carried a vision in your gut and tho you were born in struggle and darkness, you had fire in your bones … And you cannot quit You’ve made it this far… You may fall… You may get hit… You may struggle You may doubt … You may get tired … But you always come back … You learn You move with the hits You get stronger You build back You’re building something … -/// You’re not suppose to fit the mold of what is common Because you’re uncommon. It’s not normal to be like you are…
Be intentional. Don’t waste people’s time. You can be anything you want. Courageous, bold. Real. A poet. A teacher. Just don’t be something you’re not. ‘Cos chances are, she already knows if you like her. Even before you do. And if you waste her time, well, that’s really hard for intelligent people to forgive. It’s all we have. And there’s nothing more intelligent than a woman. -E