Endless Prayers


Heal their hearts

Heal their hearts

For they are broken

Soothe their minds, take away their complexities

Draw them a sculpture, that gives them a Oooh and an Aahhh.

Clip their pain running deeply in their veins, constantly altering their blood flow away from the heart.

Can’t you see

Can’t you see it, on each angelic face, flustered with silent tears turned into rage.

Make them feel something. For their souls have gone dry and cold, they are stone.

Stone pieces broken and hitting the ground like rose petals

Give them light, bursting flames, a big bang

Place them in your bosom and bring them back to life

Show them hope in a time of darkness

Their eyes are black and blind

They can no longer see pass the days length

Give them something to fill that void in their bellies, which is taken over by the hunger and cravings of thirst.

Taste their fears and protect them

From this generation to the next

Give them courage to survive, to be alive, to stay alive, to have an urge and a want to live in this life. Give them peace

Heal their hearts

Heal their hearts

O Lord make them see, strength is theirs if only they believed.


Let It Go

IMG_2448Photography by Lukina Burks

There is not enough vibrational pull to fill the resistant cracks of emotions.

As the rock hits the windshield, the coldness spreads

And as the seasons change, the coldness spreads

It is spring but the seed did not germinate and the seasonal mood shift goes unnoticed.

It is not enough to write or speak the melody of the untold story.

The actions brought forth are dry, brittle, and with a hollow center.

In a drought of unknown circumstances, the coldness spreads.

If it is said the water will overflow with love and the river can finally run wild.

Will it be, will it be enough ambition to carry out the empathy needed  to withstand the accumulated load?

If it is spoken in a small peculiar way to the imagination

Shall it be, that the brain wave is skipping in that moment to  forget.

Covering the coldness on the  outside only makes the fire burn imbalanced chemicals on the inside.

As the coldness continues to spread and erupt, the explosive fumes bring forth the vibrational and emotional paths as one.

There begins the new day with a better path that has always been pushing through and foreseen at birth.

Don’t allow the exception to become exceptional to were a resilient moment has to be created. Instead allow things that exude greatness in simplicity to prosper.

Even dogs center themselves before they sit.





Define Your Happy



Wondering soul aimlessly walking through a empty glass reflexion

Posing for the optical illusion with a board spectrum

Be better, do better, want more and more

But did you get what you needed, what you desired or deserved

More is only a increase in a thought you already have plenty of

And yet you search for completion with no complexity

For something that makes you…. U

Something that defines your one true purpose

But you can’t ultimately define a creation of love

You can’t place solar energy and its force into a box

The sculpture was meant to be messy

Meant to be unapologetically chaotic with a capricious flow

Sometime the molecule needs to be heated to break the bond and define your happy.

By Dr. B

In Honor Of The Women’s March



Arise to the challenge and learn your name, learn your worth

Do not be fooled by the oppressed minds in literature.

The ones that must feel the need of control, power, and self-assurance.

You are more then what is portrayed and your capacity has an endless growth that has yet to be defined.

As stated be meek and humble but not weak

Stand up for your equality and individuality

Be the first to define The Women

Be the first to carry the burdens of the nation on your back

Release the barrens of doubt and hopelessness

You are to be great no matter the surrounding gestures

No one has seen the true greatness in you

A cap has been placed upon you, bottling up your dignity inside of a canister

You have been fed fallacies after fallacies

Suffocating the growling belly that hunger and yearns for its limitless potential

You know not because you don’t ask…. You settle

Settle for the life in the shadows beneath those that follow

Things are not as they seem and you are not following the higher power’s of destiny or dreams

Who will nurture those who can not do for themselves

Speak to all those who will listen

Hear us Roar!!!

By Lukina Burks



Why Girls Like Me?

Girls Like Me is a rendition of creativity through ingenious works. It is here to allow thoughts to evolve with expression of one’s identity. It is intended to show different concepts of life and motivate the puzzle pieces that allows you to be you. Together I hope to embark on a endless journey of possibilities that prove no matter the background, adversity, or ethnicity your ambitious mind can make anything happen.