Day 6 (Writing Challenge)

DAY 6

This is Part Of The 30 Day Writing Challenge. I’m participating in, if you would like to do it leave it in the comments as I go along. Or follow link https://www.pinterest.com/pin/648870258793319435/

5 Ways to Win Your Heart

5 ways to win my heart. Thats easy just be you and I’ll love you. No I’m playing. I know money don’t buy happiness but it buys my heart. Kidding. Loyalty can win my heart. Be loyal to me and you have me. Never go against me wins my heart. As in believing something that didn’t come out my mouth but it’s about me. Giving my family the respect they give you. Being silly and goofy with me. Also not trying to change me into your perfect man but accepting me as me.

This one was weird. Definitely something I don’t think about but I tried my best. Like, comment and subscribe to my mailing list. View my previous posts until tomorrow.

Weekly Thoughts #29

I have heard that after the surgery you won’t have an appetite for food. Boy was they wrong. I’m hungry as hell. I have 1 more week of this liquid diet and I am craving some food. Especially with all the weekend festivities going on around me. I’m missing food every minute.

On the other hand, I’m down to 380 and it feels amazing. Finally out the 4s. I’m officially 35 pounds down since I started this liquid diet. If I thought of this before my date I would have stuck to this. But then I probably would have gone back up. Truthfully I needed the restriction the sleeve brings. Knowing I can’t eat over a certain amount keeps my weight down.

Blog-wise, I’m planning to post some more stories. Currently getting a story edited. This story is part of a story I posted some time last year. I’ll probably repost that story. Then do the second part on a later date. I want it to be a series of stories.

Stories are not my strongest ability anymore. I just have a harder time getting in that zone because I’m just so used to writing poetry. I’ll get my mojo back at some point in time hopefully.

I’m currently doing my Instagrams over so my page is really inactive. I plan on posting the blog pictures and poetry quotes on @Piecesofkblog. As for my main page, I’m still stuck a little on what I want to post. I kinda want it to be more of my life and videos of me reciting. I guess I’m just over the quotes on my page. But I do like some other people format of posting. I don’t really know still thinking. Anyways follow my main page anyways. @k.exum.

I’m just rambling though. Also, thank you for your likes and comments. I love getting feedback so leave comments below. I’m still really fresh on the blogging thing but I try my best to keep posting. Let me know what I can improve on. That’s it for this Weekly Thoughts. View my previous posts until tomorrow. Follow me on all social media platforms. Subscribe to my mailing list to stay updated on my blog posts.

Monthly Rant 3

I like how cops say they shot someone on accident. Then get freedom. I wonder if I can shoot someone and say it was an accident. Would I still get freedom? I make a lot about cops because I really don’t like how some abuse their power. Just the other day I saw a cop suplex a female in front of her mom. She was handcuffed already.

Those moments like that is what cause these rants. The worst part is when someone actually believes their story and come at you because you don’t stand with them. If the evidence lined up and the officer was defending himself then yes I can stand too. But not when they are tackling or shooting someone repeatedly but they’re scared for their life.

I just wanted to do a quick rant for a second. Shout out to the good cops. You do good in this world but it’s overshadowed by the evil. The same evil that you turn a blind eye to. Just like some of my people turn a blind eye to the crimes they see on a daily. Well, follow me on all social media platforms. Like comment and subscribe to my mailing list. View my previous posts until tomorrow.

Power (Spoken Word)

Black power, black power

I could scream it for hours

But let’s be real whose going to listen

This feels like an audition

It seems like a tradition

Just different conditions

Another black man speaking must be a restriction

I mind as well call in a demolition

I’m just not getting the recognition

I’m stuck on this mission

Trying to be inspirational

The dream starting to be fictional

More and more try to inspire others

But they become losers

If you not writing a verse

Then you just falling headfirst

Being black and standing up for the people is the worst

So let’s continue to chant black power

It’s not going to do anything

This whole word is a competition

Everyone fighting for the money

That’s the testimony everyone speaks of

If you don’t have it you will get cut off

This is a godless world

They say money isn’t everything

But all I see is high expensive things on the television screen

Prices have been taken to the extreme

I write to serve a purpose

But to other’s I’m just running a circus

The media make you feel worthless

The people on there is remorseless

Make you regret being alive

Yet you try to blend

To even pretend

Depending on a like or comment to get you by

Selfie after selfie just to stay in the conversation

What did that accomplish

Nothing

Now you rushing to your old self

Isn’t that the purpose of social media

To defeat your inside

It divides you from popular and being true

If you popular, you have the power

If you being true then your speaking to the choir

Have I expired

I’m just trying to inspire

So what is one to do

I’m just mumbling though

If I’m not bringing in a cash flow

Then my rant got to go

All my generation does is spit a verse

I’m use to being second so much when will I be first

When will I have the power

Disclaimer: A rather throwback piece for today. Written for my second mixtape, “New Breed”. View my previous posts until tomorrow. Subscribe to my mailing list & follow me on all social media platforms.

Weekly Thoughts #28

I did it. I finally had my surgery. If you been reading and following then you’ll would know that this has been in the works for a couple of years. I went in for surgery on Wednesday. The surgery lasted 4 hours but for me it felt like I blinked and it was over.

The anesthesiologist put a mask on me and told me to breathe in and out. After 3 breaths he said he was going to put medicine in it. That was the last thing I remember before I was out. I woke up in recovery confused. I knew it was done because of how sore I was.

Now it has been 2 days since and it doesn’t seem real that I finally got it done. I can admit that my stomach is so sore physically. I can do limited moves around the house but working out is out the picture for awhile. Of course my liquid diet stays on for another couple of weeks.

Other than that I have been really happy lately. I haven’t felt depressed all month. Maybe this operation cured something already. But that’s it for this Weekly Thoughts. See you next week with another post like this. For now view my previous posts until tomorrow. Like, comment and subscribe to my mailing list.