Lucid Dreams

by Ladii Nesha

“If you boys don’t remember anything, I want you to remember two heads are better than one. You were born together. No one knows how deep the love and loyalty runs between twins, but I do. I know you two feed off each other energy. I know you can talk without using your voice. That’s power. You keep that and remember it’s you two vs. the world. Forever.”

He quickly fell in love with black culture and wasn’t afraid to admit it. He loved the seasoned food, the clothing, the language, and the women.

Fatherless, they were thrust into a world of ‘get it by any means,’ and that’s exactly what they did.

Nite and Dai were simply trying to survive the best way they knew how.

With tears rolling down his face, he’d wipe out an entire family and repent later.

Crying is soul cleansing.”

“Boy, fuck you and that mop on top of your head. Niggas wanna be bitches so bad. Standing there with fucking black polish on your nails, looking like a played-out Prince wanna be.

“You are. You’re like an Egyptian god, but you’re so sad. If you were mine, I’d pray over you and deliver you from those demons,” she mumbled. “I’d make you feel safe, and I’d protect you from whatever has you in a chokehold.”

“I’d be your dream catcher.”

If he on bullshit, I'm going to fuck his daughter and his wife.”

“You better not. That man is a waste of air, and if I see him with his hands on you again, I'm going to murk that nigga and adopt his son,”

We’re both victims of this fucked up world.”

“Don’t ever, and I mean ever, keep anything from me. I don’t care who tells you not to tell me. I am your mother, your priest, your therapist, and your best friend. You tell me everything.”

“Follow your first mind,”

“Your first mind is always right; anything after that is doubt.”

“I’m saying listen to your body. If it doesn’t feel right, it’s not. There’s no need to talk it out with anyone. That small talk bullshit leaves room for persuasion. Energy is everything. If it doesn’t feel good, it’s not.”

“Move in silence. The fuck you look like telling another man your every move,” Sir preached. “Always let a muthafucka think they have one up on you. In time everything presents itself. A wolf can only wear sheep clothing for so long.”

One monkey don’t stop the show,”

“You can always pour your heavy shit on me, and we can work through it together.”

“You know relationships are work, whether it's friends or partners. Not everyone is willing to do the work. If she’s harboring some ill feelings and then started hanging with a bitch that obviously has a problem with you, she was never your friend. At the end of the day fuck her.”

“Nigga, I was yours the minute you tongued kissed my ass,” she winked.

“When he said for if you forgive other people when the sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, I felt that in my soul.” Dai raised his hand to the sky.

“Bihhh, this man brought me and my son on a private jet and is taking us on a yacht. He gave me his card and spent a few bands on us in the city. I'm about to get filthy.”

“Because you have me questioning everything I thought I knew. I feel so connected to you and these feelings have me wanting to give you the world. I want to show you there are still good things on earth. I want to protect you and kiss every scar on your body until your heart heals. I want to pray over you and help you fight all the demons that keep you from sleeping. I want to be your peace.”

“I never forgot that it was always you for me. When I wanted to run away or do some stupid shit, you kept me in place, and I’ll always love you for that. You’re more than my brother, nigga. You’re my soulmate,”

“Duh, and I put an air tag in her purse in case she tries some sneaky shit. Bitch sucked the soul out my dick and licked my gooch. She stuck with me.”

“Get in here and love on your mama. You only have one and you protect her at all costs.”