Base on appearance alone "Poet" would be one of the last titles given to this young man. However, at the age of 25 this Yonkers New York native has developed into not only an amazing poet but, an artist, lyricist, and song writer. His art is personal and captivating. An insight into his world, his views and emotions. The sincerity and honesty in his work is clear to the reader. The words stand strong alone but, his smooth voice and mellow flow seem to trance the listener. With the completion of his debut book of Spoken word poetry entitled, "Time Honored" and the soundtrack entitled "RISE: music inspired by the book" S.U.N. is to not only capitalizing on his poetry following but, also targeting true Hip-Hop and music fans. When asked what was his goal with this book he answered, "I want the reader to feel like he or she knows me a bit more with each poem they read. When asked the same about the album he replied, "Just Listen".
There's a few poems of my Book entitled:
"Time Honored: Collection of Spoken Word Poetry by J.Hernandez"
(Coming Soon)
I Just Want You to KnowWho I Am
The world keeps spinning and time keeps ticking
Still Im trying to see all I can see,
But the odds are against me and my pockets on empty
But, Im still trying to be all I can be,
Its like Im pulling they pushing,
Im pulling they pushing,
Its like Im able and willing,
Im working they chilling,
Its like Im chained to the floor and Im reaching for the ceiling,
You aint feeling what Im feeling man!
Its like it's time to stand up!
Gotta man up or cry why while time fly by.
Ya dont hear me though!
Its like a room full of noise and Im waiting for silence,
Its like Im trapped in a storm and Im searching for guidance.
Its like...share yours with me and I gladly give you a piece of mine.
Ill give it all to you if you guarantee me peace of mind.
I just want you to know who I am...
I know you too young to understand the drama with me and your mama.
Stuck in the middle, you're so little, I might as well be talking in riddles.
Explaining the reason my treason in leaving...
I'm not sure if its for the season or a life time
But you my blood line.
So if anyone deserves an explanation its you,
And as time passes and you start losing your youth,
Youll find out its 3 versions to the story,
Mine, hers, and the truth.
Follow me now.
I was young, dumb, and full of cum;
Some called me selfish, cocky and cold.
Others said I had an old soul, pure as gold,
I guess well never know.
But time keep rolling and you keep growing
I'm praying to the Lord above
That I can be a better daddy than my father was!
I just want you to know who I am...
Its like Im well known in my mystery,
Its like Im complex in my simplicity.
Its like whether its felicity or misery we all need a little company
Its like whether its Courvoisier or Hennessey
Im standing on my balcony...
Its like Im blinded by the city lights,
Its like moon bright, star light, calm nights give birth craze days,
Now a days, palms tight, I pray for a better way to better days
I lay still...mind racing,
Still waiting, pacing, losing my patience.
Its like nigga hating for nothing,
It's like niggas talking like I owe them something and
I don't owe them nothing,
Its like they want to take me.
Its like they want to break me.
But I can't let them break me because these nigga don't make me!!
I just want you to know who I am....
Unspoken Truth
He told you that he loved you.... kissed and hugged you.
So what did you do?
You put your life on the line,
Opened your heart and gave him your time,
Shared your body and gave him your love.
But he to busy thugging it and living his life.
But you in love, so everythings fine,
You walk around town blindswearing you wifey.
You gave him a few years
He gave you plenty tears for those few years.
Now you scared to love again.
But eventually you do, and again eveything is cool,
Then, poof out the blue, you ended up knocked up.
Sadly, oh boy aint trying to be no daddy.
He says hes not ready.but your belly growing already.
He tells you "take it out", but you arent trying to take it out,
So check this out.
He out!!!
Now we back to the pain, back to the strain.back to the game,
You feel like relationships are full of shit now, simple and plain!!
You meeting fellas along the way and they falling for your ways,
But somehow, someway, you find a way to send them on their way.
Im sorry for the cheatings and the beatings ladies,
Im sorry for the fatherless babies,
Im sorry for the river that you cry,
For those nights that you wished that he just died.
Im sorry for the dark part in your heart that wont let you open up,
And let me in for fear of being hurt again.
I understand, if youre not ready for a man.
Just let me know...yes or no?
It wasnt part of my plan,
But I jumping out the window with this one,
leaving my heart in your hands.
Just tell me do you want to hold on or let go?
But know, if you say no then, you have to let me go.
I cant keep going how were going,
See the way things are flowing,
My feelings are going to keep on growing longer and stronger.
My heart's gonna sink a little deeper,
Knees get a little weaker,
I think I found myslef a keeper,
But if she dont want to be kept then...
I cant keep her.
Last Stop
Hypnotized by the city skyline out the window of the train,
I find peace in the rain.
A moment of pain for every light that shines bright,
I know its a shame.
Some say lifes is a game,
I pray that the Lord hears what Im saying
Cause I dont feel like playing.
My plates full of the drama,
I cant feed my little mama this!
I need to nurture her brain.
Show her who I am in and out the frame,
Hope she overstands she dont have to be the same.
I tell her Little baby, dont follow daddy, mami reach for the next level.
Im living proof you inherit all your daddys devil.
And if its true God forbid, I dont wish that on no kid.
Lord, this aint living; Im doing what I can with what I was given.
But all I see now is the rich getting richer,
So Im hustling in hopes of getting rich a little quicker.
A little liquor for the veins, a little weed for the brain,
It all helps to fight the pain,
Alright! I know where Im at.
I mean, I know where Im standing,
But this whole time Ive been lost,
I dont think you understand!
But if you do then, you know how Im feeling,
Its like my whole life need a whole lot of healing.
I aint doing nothing but, getting old.
Working all week and got nothing to show.
I cant even enjoy watching my daughter grow,
Cause me and Baby Mama cant get it to flow.
But you said you overstood so, you already know.
With no trust amongst us cant much become us,
Thus, come the fussing and fight, the stress and the drama,
But no one hurts more then, my little mama.
A little liquor for the veins, a little weed for the brain,
It all helps to fight the pain,
Last stop on the train
