Spoken Word Poetry...

Oh, LOVE!! No matter what, love is love! Never stop allowing yourself to feel love and definitely be the giver of love! Love is valuable! Love is the resource to living a full life! Love never hurts, but LOVEwill always correct you! Love cannot and will NEVER deceive your heart! Love does not look at your complexion! Love does not care about your bank account, neighborhood, body type, hair, nothing about your life status stops love, love will always love you! Love is the reason we smile. Love makes you smile and laugh out loudly! Love is that embrace you feel when you pray or simply talk to God, yessss, that feeling!! Love is that moment you share with your best friend, no matter the distance; you will always love one another! Love is saying yes to the one you will share the rest of your life with! Love, Love, Love!!! Love is the giggle of an innocent little child, priceless!! Love is the connection you have when you stare into the eyes of a baby, that connection is indiscernible in its uniqueness! Oh, Love, You are the main ingredient in this thing we call life!  LOVE IS ME AND YOU!!! ~Saun~ -All Poetry Owned By Saun Publishing Company, NY- https://www.instagram.com/p/BqQVTZfFga8CNRRe7CyDO2uslrjMyPok6i1wNU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ovdlraloia2e

~Rainy Day Mood~ “Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.” Bob Marley  When the sky opens I ask the waiter, may I sit by the window, with pleasure in his smile he escorts me to a window seat, my what a view…  As I watch the clouds, sometimes they are in a hurry, but today as the rain falls they are motionless… Days like today I marvel at the unknown while I enjoy the comfort that rain brings… With my chin resting against my hand, I wonder to myself, what if rain fell in all the colors of the rainbow, how amazingly beautiful that would be…  In our world there are so many things we take for granted… so easily we become annoyed, never realizing without rain, there is no life…  Today I will allow the rain to kiss my face, do its job and remain pretty to watch… As the rain continues my mind becomes thirsty, praying for the power of words to descend from the sky, somewhat like the rain and I will rain down words in droves of poetic showers that will saturate your souls… ~Saun~ ~All Poetry Owned By Saun Publishing company, New York ~ https://www.instagram.com/p/BqN2w7fFIQyH8YI6A2OYy6p9Ueyz9yJ3NQ-8GY0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1kq4gporo2x1a

~Follow Your Heart~ Because of you I want to write something really beautiful I want to sit on the edge of the moon, write about us, turn letters into words that tell our story I want the stillness that surrounds me to give me words that describe us I want to feel our memories as they trace across my mine I want to remember the times I have whispered in your ear all the good things you’ve brought into my life, especially your smile I want to take extra breaths and just pause for a minute before the next line of words… I want to remember how we pray together, laugh together, encourage one another; I want to remember the staid look in your eyes the first time our eyes met… yes, that very moment I will write about the time you said, if I allow you, you would give me the moon and the stars, I smiled, I blushed, I think I even giggled, and then I said, yes, I want it all, then I gave you permission… I will write about our unpredictable moments… how I never thought this would be us; I never thought love would feel this good again Love songs, real life, peace, meaningful, everlasting… The way you call me to say; “I only have a second, I just wanted to hear your voice”, it’s as if I can feel your heart through the phone, as I smile and all of a sudden I feel your soul in my soul… I can’t explain us, but I love us, the thought of us, the memories of us, the moments that await us, it’s all poetry to me… When joy comes into your life don’t be afraid to connect and live your best life… Follow your heart! ~Saun~ ~All Poetry Owned By Saun Publishing Company ~   https://www.instagram.com/p/BqKuwDGFSqzsy-tkN9k7u93ooGOAT5P-58o2pY0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vzb6hly7yf02

#45 its so cold out, don't you feel it? dry, bone chilling haters! im watching as the world becomes bloodthirsty for innocent lives, you don't belong here,  you're not one of us, go home...                  HATE tears racing across my face just like the california wildfires, taking down everything in its path...just like hate, destruction is its real name .. Stop the caravan, they scream, stop them!!! has anyone asked what they are running from, why are they afraid? does anyone care? the powers that be, hellraisers, sinisters from hell, no heart, no soul, darkness is their god... under my feet i feel hell shaking up earth... when i look to the sky there is something different when i sleep i dream of whats to come... Fear Death Separation Less love More tears More hate like my brother, The Weekend sings, I Feel It Coming... God bless the caravan 🙏🙏🙏 https://www.instagram.com/p/BqGJdG5FoKEFXw6tv9QxO9jvQbKNYozYSmy-kk0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=h0u4lmpbfzrl

I am American. I am the part you won't recognize. But get used to me. Black,(say your race as you read)confident, cocky, my name, not yours; my religion, not yours, my goals, my own; get used to me. (Muhammed Ali) VOTE No matter your race VOTE, its your right, dont allow them the honor of not hearing your voice!!! https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp0X2xslCMhfe_uiyU1iUqi8tQ1UaJXYAEwguk0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=181bbglhveqi6

"I'm voting for them because they paved the way" This morning as I sat in a swanky waiting room, downtown Washington DC, I reached over for a magazine to kill time. I noticed the inside of the magazine had been torn, a page ripped up & left on the center pages, now Im curious to see why the person scratched through what was not destroyed. As I began to read the little that remained, I realized someone didn't want this truth out or was just being mean. What I read really mafe me take a deep breath; it was about a black man trying to vote for the first time. The following is part of what was legible, "They'd ask you: 'How many bubbles in a bar of soap?" I tell you all that made really sad: so many black people had it so hard! My grandparents & parents also have stories that melt my heart with sadness & pain for them. The thought of Black people showing up to register/vote be given a test that had nothing to do with our country or voting, digusts me! How does someone harbor such hate for people who have never hurt them? How does someone live with themselves with that degree of hatred? Tears fill my eyes,my heart is heavy as I write. I shared the magazine with w/my friend he shook his head. He dealt with it better than I. He said, "as a photographer traveling extensively I have seen/heard it all & still I hold my head as a proud/Black successful American man, who votes! VOTE! Its your right! VOTE because you are a person, you MATTER! VOTE beacause we may not look alike, speak the same languages, pray to the Savior,believe in the same values of life! VOTE because you have children! VOTE because there are sisters w/preexisting illnesses! VOTE because my grandparents had to drink from "Colored Only" water fountains or was it "nigger only"...because my grandparents couldnt used the same restroom as white people, because my father was in a car accident where a white man ran the stop sign & was killed, but because my father was STILL a Black man in their eyes he killed a White man! Because not too long ago is here again if we dont VOTE! #45 is the author of hate these days! His plans are not for ALL people! I URGE YOU ALL TO VOTE! https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp0Uvu1FdkwHuGxICYSfxtI_I_kCMUjMNIaEIs0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1gsf68gwibe3g

No matter what you do tomorrow please make sure you VOTE! Its your right! VOTE! If you don't VOTE, please don't sit in coffee shops, amongst your family/friends/coworkers/church families complaining, PLEASE DONT! VOTE BECAUSE YOUR VOTE MATTERS!!! If you're silent tomorrow remain SILENT! https://www.instagram.com/p/BpzI7nBlBMNhPABwcpn2c4pIo2D-m6UWPYqjSI0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vhvh49tloozu

Spread the word and VOTE! https://www.instagram.com/p/BptKtOIFMquRDeooAgWcgSCPTpRjDvNsmkUwlM0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=5c92wqbqibbs

Hi all, in today's daily word I am asking for help. A friend, a brother and someone many of you know from the entertainment world; Malik Yoba. Malik and his family is asking all of us to spread the word that his aunt, Charlotte Ottley needs a kidney donor. If anyone can help, please see the below information: Please call: 1.800.633.9906 Ext. 4 ~ give your name & tell them you would like to be screened as a Kidney Donor for Charlotte. Let’s all keep our sister, Charlotte Ottley in prayer. God bless! Sauns Daily Word I am my brother’s keeper I am my sister’s keeper I stand by you, I stand with you, together we are a force to be reckoned with! When I pray I lift you all up unto our Lord of Lords! When my brother falls, I will help him rise again!  When my sister is discouraged, I will encourage her!  I am my brother’s keeper! I am my sister’s keeper!  ~Saun~ Today our sister; Charlotte Ottley needs our help let’s all spread the word and help her get her blessing! GOD BLESS & let’s do this!!! Philippians 4:6  Do not be anxious or worried about anything, but in everything [every circumstance and situation] by prayer and petition with thanksgiving, continue to make your [specific] requests known to God.  @Malik, we at Sauns Daily Word and its readers, have your aunt in our prayers and believing in God for healing!  One more thing:Love, Peace, Faith, Laughter, Togetherness, food for the soul! Saun  Continue to enjoy your already blessed day!  Saun Available for speaking engagements and book signings, Please email or call 540.846.2729 Minister, Author, Poet, Motivational Speaker, Sauns Daily Word, Owner, Sauns Publishing Co.   https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpr4t0RlSJHqRdp0PFfwBNN1trFyGQhD-W-aqU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2wyq4ya41z2z

"No matter what your yesterday was like, your soul is still starving… Feed the echoing of your soul and I promise the hunger, emptiness, confusion, will blossom… you just have to want it bad enough!" Saun😎 https://www.instagram.com/p/BpqQ121F1B9SYkB7JxTgiBo6FVnKObPmZClYkg0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1860vvtpbvp4d

"I Hear The People" (short version) Hear the people say, "yes,yes,ya'll to the beat, ya'll..." As they wonder where peace has gone.Neighborhoods have changed, no smiling faces. Abandoned buildings, scenery aint the same, broken promises everywhere, feels lonely & cold as hell in this summers heat. Hear the people say, "yes, yes, ya'll to the beat ya'll." No one speaks,heads held down, no eye contact, feels like love dont live here anymore,children arent playing or laughing, theyve forgotten how to be children, instead they are picking up guns, aiming them at each other, bang,bang youre dead & I dont care...DESENSITIZED... they dont know peace,only anger. Hear the people say,"yes,yes,ya'll to the beat ya'll." I see the elderly scurrying through the streets, afraid to let the sun go down, cause the monsters come out at night,hurry grandma lock uour doors. Hate is poisoning our water, it started in Detroit, rusted,orange as ever just like #45 & he dont care either, cheers! Hear the people say, "yes,yes, ya'll to the beat,ya'll." Skin color-too dark, youre a problem. Language-no english, leave my America! Poor-no room for you. Religion- you dont believe like me get out my country! Culture- America has one culture, Americas culture... Hear the people say, "yes,yes,ya'll, to the beat ya'll." They keep saying Make America Great Again, you cant turn HATE into GREAT! Hear the people say, "yes,yes,ya'll, to the beat ya'll." No one is asking, but Im suggesting for MAGA; M-make-A-America-GODS- A-Again! I hear the people saying, "yes,yes,ya'll, to the beat, ya'll." If we dont Come together, Pray together, Love together, Laugh together, there will be no need to wake up tomorrow... Hear the people say, "yes,yes, ya'll to the beat ya'll." Sadly we dont hear the same beat...our rhythm is slowly dying... Peace ~Saun~ *All Poetry Owned by Saun Publishing Company* https://www.instagram.com/p/BpnaJY4lm4LJKpPl94HYSHhExjFh45Hf-6HFQo0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8h78o3rhjtfc

You... always saying, i got you, i hear you, baby, i love you! You... always showing me off, wear this, wear that, do it like this and that, baby, i love you! You... always say, im down for whatever is going on with you, you say you hear me, you heard that too, and lets not for, baby, i love you! You... always have an excuse why you're late, why you're not hungry, why you just turn your back and fall asleep, with your back turned and a wide separation in our KING size bed, i hear you say, baby, i love you... You... yea, you, person i love, person i live and breathe for, same person who knows me so well, down for whatever when it comes to me...those were your words, BABY! Then tell me, with all that and all your, baby, i love you's... how is it you dont remember i dont like my coffee, black??? Tell me, BABY, where is yo mind??? Perhaps in between our divided bed.... ~Saun~ (@pgs,I know you are cracking up🤣🤣) All Poetry owned by: Saun Publishing company https://www.instagram.com/p/BpfiNxNFS-9EFWKq8GXU8eV6fNTkmzQzHmDe0s0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=gt61lef4d8wm

@cossworth thanks for the share. This speaks volumes! "LISTEN" https://www.instagram.com/p/BpfexwllGofkzAlcGRQ-QvP0g-CA51qAaV_Tcc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=o2goala7f5yb

"Singing In Whispers" Its Sunday morning and I can't clearly hear the birds outside my window... Their morning song is like the sound of whispering...almost sad, distant with worry... Theres a rose standing alone blossoming in the Fall breeze...its trying to survive through the chill in the air, through the whispers of whats to come... Theres a sense of change coming, an unknown factor, a shaking up that will change, everything... If I listen closely I can hear the choir singing from the corner church, it sounds like a whisper, but its clear, the message, the feeling, the deliverance... They are singing in whispers, singing in glory on high, singing those old southern hymns, "how I got over, OVERRR, OVERRR" I can see them now, heads held high, eyes to the sky,weathering through their emotions just like the rose blooming in Falls breeze...it too, Sings In Whispers... ~Saun~ All Poetry Owned By: Saun Publishing Company. https://www.instagram.com/p/BpfceWFF43WhP4qultmvO1ZdVHl_X4tOMm99w40/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=f8wmema8qk5f

Rainy Days... the sound it brings... the freshness left behind... the quietness even though there is sound... the passion that awakens moments remembered... how he crosses my mind all the time... that crooked corner smile... holding hands feeling good, feeling connected,feeling us... the poetry that he fills me with, leaves me with... he is my ink as i am the poet spilling over in word...with him i am never empty, never lacking... our "Rainy Days" always turn into poetry... ~Saun~ "Saun Publishing Co" https://www.instagram.com/p/BpbURWil1Y1Z_Sinsx6ZCC2GnRac3OTzjQLFm00/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c3mtw0ap0w8v

(Art by @honeiblue67) ~In The Class of LIFE~ I sometimes forget to write down my thoughts…, she said… The thoughts to plan better The thoughts to be better change my direction, pray more… Definitely, pray more. She cried as she said, “Definitely pray more” I sometimes forget what date it is or is it, the day of the week… Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday… I rely on what’s in front of me, the scheme of things may look the same, but there is change… How she described every day of the week, her week… There is always change, we just have to avail ourselves to listen… Allow her to hear… Sometimes what we see isn’t where the answer lies… (She is finding her way) So, those days I forget to write down my thoughts, plan better, be better, change my direction and definitely pray more… those are the days I close my eyes and just, listen…  She will find her way…   ~Saun~ This poem is all about last night’s class. Thank you, my deep passionate sisters who dare to share without shame. Continue to keep your heads held high, you are winning!   ~All poetry property of Saun Publishing Company ~   https://www.instagram.com/p/BpbRs1fFj4KT2yZ-OTDDXrZwMbjP5DElHEZCZ80/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1mnguyrul9nad

...it speaks for itself @seanlbrereton thank you! https://www.instagram.com/p/BpbGR95FSD1h4Dv3Lqgp-mKA6xfyM7uaTJf3q40/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1va4cdneyfigc