New Age New Awakening: Leaving the Darkness Behind

By PRC

In New Age New Awakening, the book is written in the genre that no human will be left out when one is reading it. This book is written on personal experiences that the author has gone through, on imagination, on struggles that others go in through in life, and most of all, on inspirations. It catches anyones attention and seduces anyone while reading due to his phenomenal style of choosing words carefully. It is a catchy, metaphorical, tragic, straight-to-the-point type and is most importantly inspirational, which will leave one out of breath. This is the book that has been written in different dimensions. When one thinks of love, its right there where one wants it to be. When one thinks of tragedy, the page is not too far off to turn to see what one is searching for. When one think of inspirations, metaphors, etc., one can find them in this one and only book.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781514414675

PRC

My name is Prince Blee Toe Sr. I was born in Liberia, Monrovia, on June, 30, 1982. I was raised by my grandmother, and I am the firstborn on my mother’s side. I was seven years old when my grandmother and I migrated to her native country, which was Ivory Coast. Ivory Coast is a French-speaking country. I lived in Ivory Coast all my youth life, and at the age of sixteen, I move to Ghana for the resettlement. The resettlement is a refugee program that allowed those refugees who have war in the country to reside in the United States permanently and make it their home. In February 6, 1998, we left Ghana to come to America. My family and I resided in Canton, Ohio. In that same year, I started school, but it was in the middle of the school year, so I had to repeat my freshman year at McKinley High School. In 2002, I graduated from high school. In the early of summer of 2002, I move to Sacramento, California, for college. My brother and I lived together as roommates and went to the same college, which is American River College. I majored in journalism because of my writing gift, but later on, I changed my mind and decided to major in criminal justice but was still writing during my spare time. Due to the change of careers, it took me longer to graduate than I expected to. I graduated in 2011 at American River College with an AA in liberal arts. Now I go to Sacramento City College and am working toward my AA in criminal justice. I am a father of three children: two girls and a boy. I have a lovely and godly woman by my side, who keeps me humble and always give me her full support. I am a Christian and don’t like politics at all. I am also a martial artist, bodybuilder, and soccer player. I like to help others reach their dreams and to be around wise, intellectual, humble people.

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CONTENTS

Years of Making

African Beauty

A Wake Up Call

Years of Attraction

The Weather Changes Colors

When Freedom Cries

Unknown Artist

Unconditional Love

Too Deep

To Someone Special

Till the End of the Sharpness

This World of Pain

The Well is Getting Dry

The Lonely Road

Sweet and Sour

Still Standing

Silent Treatment

Silent Love

Role of Many Lovers

Remember Me!

Red Roses

Reborn Again

Real Men Don’t Cry

Part of Me

Nothing Like Home

Never Forget

Tender Love

Naked Eyes

My Mother’s Tears

Miracle Mile

Miles Away From Heaven

Memory Lane

Man and This World

Love for a Woman

Mama Africa

Lyrics of Mind

Lost Boys

Life Without You

Life of a Legend

Land of Memories

Guns ‘n’ Roses

God’s Soldier

Far Away

Different Color, One People

Confession

Coming Soon

City of Men

Broken Dreams

Blood is Thicker than Water

Black Winter

Black Heart

Behind The Story

Beauty by My Side

Beautiful

Beautiful Lyrics

Baby Shanell

Acknowledgements

For Vera and Inna, with love. Without your support and encouragement, my dreams would be still hanging frames and this book of poems would not have seen the light.

To the memory of Makoula Odette Siate, with respect that she rose me alone and never gave up on me or my dreams of coming to America.

Special thanks to my father, Samson B Toe, mother, Doris Roberts, stepmother, Joelter Toe, and uncles: Joe, Ivan, and Bob.

My aunts: Beatrice and Ophelia Toe. Siblings: Blee Toe Jr, Nelsee, Princess, Moyou, Old lady, and all the remaining. Thanks to all my cousins who also believe in me especially Terrible Terry. I love you with my entire heart cousin.

Years of Making

Easy to watch them grow, but hard to let them go.

Watch them play; it’s like having a new faith.

Nothing that they do is wrong

This is why I plan to live long

Thoughts of mind cannot believe it

I am their creator

Round figures on their faces just like mine

Smiles that any father will kill for

Easy to watch them grow, but hard to let them go

Watching them, it’s like watching the multiple latitudes of the ocean waves

Full of surprises, full of wonders, and asking what next

This is why I cannot stop being the best

I’m the tree and they are my fruits

Planted them with care

Watch them grow every year, every month, every week, every day,

Every hour, every minute, and every second.

No questions asked and feel good about my answers

It is the greatest joy that I needed for so long

Easy to watch them grow, but hard to let them go.

Every day I appreciate the little things in life

Written by Prince Blee Toe

I dedicate this poem to my lovely children that are the center of my heart. I love you guys from the bottom of my heart. Je vous adores tous mes petits.

African Beauty

No other beauty like her

No comparison and there is no competition

A glance at her makes me a victim of my crime

I’m from the north; she’s from the south

When we meet, all seems to be at ease while the bridges are colliding

A rare beauty that I have seen for a long time in the mist of Africa

No other beauty like hers exists and only heaven knows why

A second glance at you makes these overwhelming feelings capture my soul

My heart gets heavy when I see her

Her beauty blinds any judgment that comes in her path

Through those sleepless nights, I am thinking of her and,

I still cannot get over such a beauty that’s made me question our father for the unfairness

Far away, you seem to forget your own name, a beauty that has no doubt that she is beautiful

Close up, you seem to hate yourself because her beauty is very, unique

Blowing in your face like those cold winds of November

Weakening your strength as if she is right in front of you

A third glance at her makes you wonder, does she really exist

How deep is her love? Why am I turning so blue, and why these gut pains?

A rare beauty that makes you want to fall in love again

Define love in every word you can and realizing the importance of a woman

A rare beauty that makes you want to fall in love again

Define love in every word you can a rare beauty that makes you want to fall in love again

Define love in every word you can so your mind can stop wondering

She is the final touch of God’s work

A glance at her, the whole city falls

A second glance at you makes these overwhelming feelings capture my soul

A third glance at her makes you wonder does she really exist

No other beauty like her

No comparison and there is no competition

A glance at her makes me a victim of my crime

I’m from the north; she’s from the south

When we meet, all seems to be at ease while the bridges are colliding

A rare beauty that I have seen for a long time in the mist of Africa

No other beauty like her exists and only heaven knows why

Written by Prince Blee Toe

A Wake Up Call

My youngest son wonders why life is full of surprises

I look at him with unpolished smile and my adrenaline starts pumping

Couldn’t really give him a good definition neither an answer

I have lived longer to not even know why it is so either

Perhaps in my mind, I have something to match his question

Rise up young man! Rise up son and shine! Rise up son and shine!

The look on his face seems to be confused and agitated

He wonders if he has done something

He wonders if I really meant what I said, still cannot believe what he is hearing

Perhaps confused from the action of my words

Movements of his eyes have shifted, mouth shut, and followed by a thick breath

Anger is taking over his calm, and heart rates start rising as fast as normal

His voice starts to tremble; his pride is beginning to walk past his humbleness,

And his intelligence is nowhere to be found to save him

Listening to his creator with his eyes wide open

Just like tomorrow never promises a damn thing

Just like those young men who fail to overcome the lessons given from their parents

Just like the change of weather, there is nothing that you can do wrong, son

Just like fire and water, they both need each other no matter what

Just like a marriage, you have to fight for what you believe in, son

Sometimes life is good and sometimes it is bad

Why is that? I don’t know, but I can give advice that will lead you down the right path

There is no today or tomorrow

It’s what you put in and it’s what you get back, son

It’s just the way you treat life and that’s how life treats you

Wake up son! Smell the brightness; breathe the fresh air into your lungs,

Wake up son! Smell the opportunity knocking at your door and you are ready for it

Don’t you see? Life is just a game

Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose, but can you get back up?

And that’s the question that a lot of people have been asking

Don’t let life tease you! Don’t let life get the best of you son!

Don’t let life change who you are or put you where you don’t want to be

Don’t let life win because if you do, you will forever be on the wrong path

Wake up son! Smell the brightness; breathe the fresh air into your lungs,

Wake up son! Smell the opportunity knocking at your door and you are for it

Don’t you see? Life is just a game

Be the man you want to be!

Be the doctor you want to be!

Be the young man who I know!

Who am