 I’m human too.
Parading around the barricades of my heart, I wish I had the key to unlock its deepest statements. Monitored phrases you cannot mean what you say or say what you mean, under the microscope but… I am human too. Anxiety of emotions and spontaneous actions are not worthy of proper introduction, I casually take my bottle of commotion and bottle up the best of me. All for the best of you don’t call me selfish because I’ve spread myself thin to thousands of people who can validate my validity. I am human too. I bleed the blood of a non-victim victimized for good intentions and bad decisions in every aspect of the public eye. I breathe the air of proper speech measured by poetic posture; someone is always watching where I stand… so you rarely catch me sitting but, I am human too. Pain pierces me just as hard or even greater than you’ve experienced but positive appearances changed the way pain filtered through me. I held my ground and gritted my teeth. I have my demons and my angels yet one you rarely witness in the flesh around town. Temptation tempts the tip of my soul so eloquently, how can I refuse cooperation? I stand and fuse the operation, I’m better than this and there’s something better for me. I am human too. Joy surrounds me while happiness waits its turn for success to bribe me. I’m fine with solving the crime scene, if for once; I can be loose to fly free. Can I be loose to fly free? Sit and choose what to prescribe me. I am human too. Brooke Jean (C) 2012
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 Perfectly nourished nails its natural essence fueling the blame. Aim directed at your heart but your mind runs this game of right and wrong. All along the way you deal with vindictive actions being boomeranged in your direction. No protection can protect this force field, especially if you are always the product it feigns for.
You ever sit back and marinate on the thought of it is me not everyone else? Besides pointing fingers at the chaos that comes in your peaceful world. People react based off your reactions, so if everyone around you rather hound you with bad intentions... Something says you better look inside instead of pointing that perfectly nourished nail their way. You cannot find the answers because you have yet to ask yourself the right questions! People everywhere are not evil and out for your demise, please believe I have encountered many positive vibes on continuous ongoing basis. So face it... Something is not sitting right at home, you can only be the judge of your reasoning. Reason with third eye views to gain a different perspective. Outline your future and goals be your own detective. Perfectly nourished nail... Watch how you point that finger. Brooke Jean (C) 2012  The powerful cannot defeat the powerful but the weak can be your downfall.
When you think of power the image of a man overrides whether it be a team or individual. So I sit and wonder... Why aren't there teams of women so strongly banded together they can never be dismantled. I see the drive individually but the biggest outcome resides in unity. So I sit and wonder, why do not they wonder too? Are you not inspired by the brilliance of your determination To the matter of joining forces and being the bigger picture. Does attitude have priority over goals and progression? Place a chip of positivity in your fellow sisters ear, we all need to wake up and listen. So I sit and wonder... If the time was taken to extend kindness just a mile extra than the usual maybe the unusual will bring a change that you can get used to. When extending a helping hand and looking to employ or connect, why not choose the sister moving in the same direction as yourself. We need collaboration. We need alignment. We need renovation. We need change. So I sit and wonder... Could I conjure up a team of talented positive driven individuals fuse the creativity and overall overcome the obstacles we strive so hard to pass by? Could I formulate a pact of hard work and dedication of pride-less pedestrians just ready to walk through the door of success? I know men do it all the time just look at our history's roster. So I sit and wonder... Can we overcome? Brooke Jean (C) 2012  Endurance (Pick up your feet)
You see the grass greener on the other side. You see the sun shining on your dreams. Well you must see the vision ahead of you. Visually incomparable to compare your destiny. That's right, pick up your feet. Increase your speed the stamina of your inner thoughts should fuel your pace. Sweet dreamer. Sweet life. That's right, pick up your feet. Walk the distance others procrastinate and leave aside for the adventurous mind to venture. How will you ever know the distance of your limitations if you do not seek out your limits? That's right, pick up your feet. Move nations and mountains or move your neighbor and siblings. Increased movement regardless your outreach you are still reaching out helping someone. You cannot expect the world given to you if you do not give unto the world. That's right, pick up your feet. Aches and pains are growing intensely with every step you may take. It means you are learning lessons you are building stamina and you have gained endurance. Sweet dreamer. Sweet life. That's right, pick up your feet because the future holds something bigger than the both of us. Pick up your feet. Brooke Jean (C) 2012  WINNING
The best is yet to come because you have been traveling a distance with persistence aiming at the bulls eye of your ending line. Your drive cannott subside the ambition is relentless whether demons plot on your demise in the shadows everything comes to light eventually. They do not even know when it's your time to blow. So be patient and quite. Let your actions speak louder than words and summarize what you deserve. Deserving individuals. Yes, all of you. Whether this poem sticks to your intestine testing out your stamina to digest it. Whether the atmosphere fills with chemical spills gassing up your enemies engine to run over your intentions. Whether people cross your path in suspicious tracks leaving marks of the beast, but silently crafting deceit. Know that you are worthy. Worthy than all of what you currently posses. Worthy of blessings that stretch across the hemisphere, the greatest story ever told could not visit here. You will mold into change and you will change the day. So do not take it personal when people plot your demise or true colors fill their eyes. Know that you're destined and paths have been written with your name across the home plate. It's just time for you to touch home base. Keep winning! Brooke Jean (c) 2012 CODE BLUE
I’m tired Lord knows I’m tired but I’m hungry Hands feigning for 5 star dining outlining my eyelids lying to myself for crying over spilled milk I’m tired Not in the literal sense but figuratively speaking I’m ready for home runs and 3pt game winners Honorable mentions at the most prestigious occasions Flipping through pages of applications from people stealing my occupational aspirations. I have prepared for greatness. I don’t need your patience. I grew up in homes divided with divorce, love torched with family portraits portraying everything we wished to be a mind too free to drive nascar courses. Women throwing their disgust at my outer appearance without inquiring soul experiences my presence makes you inferior I send my condolences for your insecurities. I learned to appreciate me. Loss prevention & identity searching watching friends graduate while people perpetrate my life decisions They say I’m missing the American Dream because I’m walking down roads that aren’t paved with debt collectors at every corner. Don’t ask me why I’m not in school right now & what my plans are with my life. There’s a bomb ticking in my light with goals carefully mapped out right, my degree and masters will sneak past ya. Look out for my rapture because got-damn it I’m tired and I’m hungry. I made a unbreakable promise to commit to this art engraved on my heart. Whether sweat blood or tears intervene I take the pain and paint the scene as the most perfect picture you would ever see. I am queen. Masking my emotions ultimately hurting me in the end but then it turns out to be my friend in a storyline expressed to all ears open to hear. I have no fear. Fear escaped me years ago when the younger me sat in court cases custody battling for rearrangements of my bloodline. Fear escaped me when I found my father face down a broken hearted failed attempt at his suicide. Fear escaped me when I ran away from my mothers anger fits and mental guilt trips to the residence of you don’t love me island Fear escaped me when my stepmother chose another man to take her hand while lying on my souls righteousness. I forgive in a common sense but I never forget. I’m no angel I’m no devil but when you have to steal textbooks for college education, mattress on floors for compensation, worn& torn clothes to warm your flesh. Food so scarce there ain’t none left. Well wouldn’t you be tired & hungry too? I overcame my roadblocks with plenty more on the journey ahead of me. Working on my positive thinking I’m no perfect human being my mistakes are where I grow from. I’m blessed to stand here in your presences speaking my lesson of life’s progression that made me who I am today. I regret nothing. Everything happens for a reason & my reasons all point to follow your heart and execute accordingly. This isn’t the last you’ll hear of me this is the first of our many encounters. I love my supporters the backings amazing & we will infect the world with Respect Peace Love eventually but keep your empathy and sympathy my creator knows what he made. A strong young woman who shines in the shade writing poetry until the casket drops on her grave. Cold Blue! Speaking the Cold Truth! Brooke Jean (C) 2012  SECURITY I took a risk more daring than sky diving yet my dive was so deep I reigned supreme with a surviving heartbeat. I sacrificed living conditions to uplift others mental petition before they sign away at the dotted line. I compromised my state of mind in multiple cities with hopes of venturing off to bonds more valuable than investment banking. I gave pieces of my deepest secrets to rooms full of strangers who not only embraced me but encouraged me to never cease my movement. I survived evil spirits attempting to break down my transportation. Sun bathing in unbearable hot weather hours on end. Racing from state to state in fear of missing my own performance. Stuck in terminals uncomfortable conditions, nothing will stop me from my mission. I was greeted with many supporters traveling miles away to see me in another state. Bearing gifts with sincere appreciation. Furthermore building our bond in a everlasting way. I was admired by new faces anxious for my presentation. Autograph signing away a piece of my soul for each and everyone to take home with them. They said: You Will Win. I was inspired by the generosity of a culture busier than I've ever seen. People wanting to see me breathe and shine intensely. So genuine and true you can't convince me to stay away. They said: You Have a Path To Lead the Way. I was motivated to work harder than I already am. Push further than I've already pushed. Go harder than I've already gone. To win. I was comfortable knowing I had family all around me. Supporting me, guiding me and protecting my travels in these places I've never been. They said: You Will Win. I felt accomplished, knowing my art holds true to those who hold true to it. Knowing my words do not fall on deaf ears. Knowing my soul still has room left to spare. Knowing my role is a model that can't be compared. With that said... I'm thankful. Thankful for the people who go out of their way, knowing their precious time is being taken. I love you. Thankful for the people who give me feedback telling me how my words move them through life. My tone calms them through the toughest storms. My subject matters push them to higher thinking. I love you. You give me strength. You give me courage. You give me LlFE. Together we will WIN Brooke Jean (C) 2012  
Standing Ovation Walking around with pride on my feet Squeezing in those jeans of charisma Tank top made out of confidence I'm ready to go... Sun glasses built with stamina Protecting my treasured vision from cameras Trying to photocopy my blueprint History outlining my footprint I'm ready to go... Luggage stuffed with positive energy ready to spread Inspire Despite a ministry Values never tire I'm ready to go... Mentality departed to NYC before body movements could chase it. Now we're playing catch up, follow the leader to greatness. D.C. racing this is east coast placement And I'm ready to go... A moment I've been waiting for all my life The time is just right, so righteous I write this In anxious anticipation, removing all complex situations I'm standing tall for my beliefs so watch this art that I preach. I'm ready to go... Red eye meeting me at sunrise Big city bright lights I can't lie, I've been feigning for you a long time. But now I'm ready to go... Life changing moves in the making Kiss the past a sweet good-bye My futures shaking up hemispheres Awakening all your inner fears Placing gears of acceleration at the forefront of your standstill. Celebrating my creation it's a business and a brand built. Standing ovation is in order, round of applause for your composure. Watch my flaws win you over because, I'm ready to go... To the next chapter, Miss Brooke Jean's poetic capture. I'm ready to go... Brooke Jean (c) 2012 
Brooke Jean performed a set in Leimert Park at the monthly event Banana's! Check out the photos and video below.     Live reciting at OneMic OneVoice radio show on |
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