Biography of Natasha McGee
I currently reside in Saginaw, Michigan. I was born in Chicago, Illinois the youngest of 5 children. I graduated from Hubbard High School in 1991. I went on to attend Robert Morris College where I received my Associate Degree in Applied Science. I attended Kaplan University for 3 semesters in Criminal Justice. I have 3 beautiful children Jaden who 12 Jazmine who's 20 and my oldest Ernie who's was 20 but died in a fatal shooting July 12,2011. We currently live in Saginaw, Michigan. I would love to relocate and experience new customs. For now it's wish-ful thinking.My number is 989.890.4639 Michigan. Inside Sessions is my Wordpress Blogs Links. NNavis is my Poet Name.
Natasha McGee's Works:
The Navis Foundation: The purpose is to instill moral and social values in others. I would love for the youth to be culturally inclined in area's of society, whether it be through music, books, art and most importantly furthering their education. It gives others a chance to enlighten their spirit and to instill the values that's essential to us all. Most importantly Know who you are? And not let society sway you away from you're own uniqueness, diversity and purpose in life. I know that their are obstacles in life, but with this foundation in place we all can benefit from the goodness of others. I'd like to thank those that believed in me and know that it's a blessing to have this opportunity to share with others. I would like to get my poems published into a novel. My passion is to start my very own non-profit organization. Hopefully soon. Thanks everyone.
Natasha McGee Poems
Being A Slave
To know the fear of a master To know the wihip in hand To feel the lashes coming Not able to stand
'Trust In Him'
You do all you can, to make it on your own And you need someone, will feeling all along God will bring you through the storm and the rain Just keep you head up high, and the sun will shine again
A Mother's Prayer-Spritual Homegoing
I HEARD THE NEWS YOU WERE FEELING DOWN I WANTED TO COME SEE YOU AND STAY AWHILE
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday It's an assortment of goodie things Chocolate, pies and banana pudding Enough food and that's Mama's cooking
Love Me Right
I cried over you day and night Wondering if my love wasn't right I was broken-hearted over you Even before you said were through
The issue at hand is breaking news Only seconds to prepare, without the singing of the blues In knowing the facts is not a complicated task Lessons Learned and being polite when you ask
As the day begins the dreams reveal The night before was a unconscious feel Soothing your body from every end Chocolate Soul is a Spiritual Friend
The race is starting and there's no sound Her heart is racing through the crowd The bets are made and she's a gamble Black Cloud has promise amongst the doubt
The tears I cry is a voice unheard And still I try to speak a word When days, weeks, and months go by And still I ask God-Why?
Chapters In A Book
One's life is like a chapter in a book. U turn the pages of time to get a better look. U see the trials that has and will face. Some events you see and others just take place.
Our life experiences aren't the same. We have our own personalites And that's o.k. But when that image has been changed.
TO KNOW HOW I FEEL IS BEYOND WORDS TO KNOW WHAT MY HEART FEELS U NEVER HEARD TO SAY TO YOU I CAN'T BEGIN TO KNOW THAT MY LOVE IS BEYOND MEANS $$$.
I Need To Be Me
I PACE MYSELF, FOR THE TURN THEIR'S STILL SO MUCH, I HAVEN'T LEARNED AND YET I THINK TO MYSELF OF WHAT COULD BE?
So I Climb
SO I CLIMB THE MOUNTAINS TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF WHAT'S ON THE OTHER SIDE SO I CLIMB TO CLOSE THE CHAPTER AND START A NEW ONE THAT'S DESIRED SO I CLIMB TO FINISH THE LAP OF THE RACE THAT HAS BOUND ME FOR SOMETIME SO I CLIMB EACH STEP CLOSER TO FIND MY WAY
I find myself thinkin, the trials I faced
I know I'm not the only one, and yet events take place
Sometimes it feels, that I'm all alone
And God has somehow overlooked, the things going on
That's when I knew, my faith was weak
That when God said, you need only a mustard seed
I'm listening to the prayers and the cries
And I'm here and don't give up inside
I've heard u ask me, Why Me?