World on My Shoulders

By Joylynn M. Jossel

Through the gift of written word you are invited into a sundry universe. World On My Shoulders is the beginning pages to a clandestine diary. Shared with you are many pieces of this best selling author's zealous soul.

This vast selection of poetry is diverse in every sense of the word. You can indulge in everything from spiritual (The Day Will Come)to the common broken heart (Overnight). Feed your mind a sassy sultry side dish (Feast For Two) and a spoonful of righteousness (The Advantage).

World On My Shoulders is a passionate journey where as each poem becomes a reflection of your own thoughts. Allow yourself to be awakened by true consciousness. You too will be able to stake claim on the world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: End of the Rainbow Projects
• Release date: Apr 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781533790712

Joylynn M. Jossel

Joylynn M. Jossel, the Essence bestselling author of Dollar Bill, When Souls Mate, The Root of All Evil, and If I Ruled the World, is a graduate of Columbus State Community College, where she received her associate's degree, and Capital University, where she received her bachelor's degree. She is a native of Columbus, Ohio but now resides in Las Vegas, Nevada with her family.

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Mountain Top

I want my husband and I to take our little black sons high upon a mountaintop.  I want for it to be just us.  That way I know our sons will be safe.

Our sons will be safe from drugs, money, prejudice, gangs, inequality, violence and injustice.  For it is not beast and demons that lurk in my nightmares to interrupt my sleep, but it is these things.

I am so afraid.  I’m even too afraid to confide in my husband of this fear.  I don’t want him to feel that I doubt his ability to protect his family.  I equally fear for him.

Each day they walk out the door onto land that their people built but is not theirs.  They are merely stepchildren.  Therefore, the Will read upon the death of the forefathers did not equally distribute this land.

I don’t want our sons to become black men.  I want them to stay little boys safely tucked against my buss.

I’m clutching them so tightly that they can hardly move.  I’m not letting go either.  As tears fall from my eyes into theirs, their little faces are staring up at me with such confusion.  I think, My God!  If only my poor little black sons knew.

When their father stands over us and shields us with the strength of his arms, that’s when we’re on the mountaintop.  When his tears soak my hair, I then know that he too has the same nightmares.

The Discovery

I never imagined I would ever attend college.

The first day I walked across the campus I was in total bliss.

Then I was in total fear.

I wasn’t nervous about my classes.

I was in shock by what I saw on the way to one of my