Music Video: MC Hammer feat. James Brown - Here Comes The Hammer

In honor of the late James Brown who was not getting royalties for rappers/singers sampling his music, style and dance moves;
MC Hammer (The Godson of Soul) blessed his idol with this video remix. May the Godfather of Soul rest in peace and may his musical legacy last 100 generations.

HERE COMES THE HAMMER
M.C. Hammer

Junkanoo at the Marina Village - 2007 Here We Come - Atlantis Hotel, Nassau, Bahamas

Fish Fry B-day Lunch Treat - 27Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Two friends (my Godsister and her husband) that reside in Tampa, Florida who I introduced in college treated me to a birthday lunch place of my choice. They eventually got married and I was the best man at their wedding.

Music Video: Puff Daddy (Diddy) feat. Christina Aguilera - Tell me

I love Christina Aguilera. She makes this song enjoyable.

TELL ME
Christina Aguilera,

Photos from my Birthday/Karaoke Party - 26Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

I woke up on my birthday and called a few friends over for some karaoke. I ended up celebrating my birthday with many friends and family. It was a very fun event and I will cherish these memories always. I thank God for a great family and wonderful friends.

Birthday cards from my Godson's Mom and my family

I love my Godson Dylan and his parents. I enjoyed the cards, pictures and I-tunes card from his mom (my former roomate in college). My parents birthday card was cute and brought a smile to my face.

Christmas Gift Exchange - 25Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Music Video: James Brown - Sex Machine (Soul Power) 1970

James Brown 'Soul Power' - Sex Machine
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Christmas church service and visit from Godson - 24Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

I was excited when I found out that my Godson and his parents were visiting my church (New Providence Community Church) for the Christmas service. I was able to give him his Xmas gift and I heard later that day that he loved his Tickle Me Elmo.

Da Balcony Club - 22Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

One of the owners of the night club (Da Balcony) was celebrating his birthday. He is also a member of my toastmaster club (Club 7178). The club was filled to capacity and a good time was had by all. The club is located upstairs on West Bay Street opposite the commerce side of the British Colonial Hotel and is adjacent to the local tented straw market.

Music: Jennifer Hudson Interview and performance of "One Night Only" and "I Am Changing" On Today Show

Office secret Santa gift exchange - 21Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

I don't know how out of an office of six people with only four people participating that we manage to have a secret Santa exchange every year but we do. I loved my gift because I chose it beforehand.

Photos from Express Yourself - 20Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

The final night for "Express Yourself" was electric, amazing and fun. The crowd enjoyed the event and the artists and hostess truly appreciated my efforts. I look forward to entertaining/working with them in 2007. I postponed the event until January 10, 2007 so I could enjoy the Xmas holiday and my birthday on December 26.

Toastmasters Club 7178 Christmas Extravaganza - 19Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

After being a ghost master instead of a toastmaster of Club 7178 I decided to join my fellow members for the last club meeting of 2006.

Music: Fantasia - When I See You (Live on Today Show) 07Dec06

I love this song. Fantasia was awesome when she performed in the Bahamas and delivers a powerful sophmore CD.

Poem: My Father's Son - Nassau, Bahamas

When all of my accomplishments
are said and done,
I want to be remembered
as my Father’s son.
In times of crisis he has been my best friend,
in confusion’s darkness he’s been my guiding light.
Conveying wisdom, and responsibility to a teenager
who once believed that youth could overcome any plight.
Many times I strayed from the path of righteousness,
but as a role model his actions showed me the way.
It’s because of him, that I am willing to seek
an abiding relationship with Jesus today.
I was spoilt with his love,
admonished by his belt.
Molded into a man by his friendship
and educated with his wealth.
This son of God is truly blessed
to have been placed in his care.
Any gifts my mother lacked
he was always willing to share.
Someday I hope to be a dedicated husband, like him,
and raise a family.
Nurture and support a daughter or son
who will be my living tribute to society.
Look into my child’s face,
see my reflection smiling back at me.
Marvel in delight
every time I hear him or her say, “Daddy”.
Many fathers give their money, or their name;
but he gave me the best part.
My Dad gave me his time, his understanding,
and most importantly his heart.

By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.

Belated Birthday Cake Cutting for my father - 16Dec06

Birthday Party at Pure Nightlife Night Club - 15Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Poem: Wrap me

Wrap me up in your arms,
if only for tonight.
Tie my feelings in bows of glee
and pull my body tight.
Read the label of my eyes
and entertain your mind.
Sense this precious treasure within,
and marvel at the riches that you will find.
This Yuletide season I promise
to present myself to you anew.
I am even willing to let you take a peek
before Xmas if you want me to.
Gently open me up,
moving slowly from bottom to top.
Don’t hold a single touch back,
don’t allow your soothing hands to stop.
Passionately embrace this “one” who loves you,
and rapture me with care.
Partake wholly of my gift of love
which is yours to unwrap and enjoy
at this special time of year.

Sean Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.

Poem: In the palm of your hand

Woman, you have me beating
in the palm of your hand.
A happy puppet
eager to follow your every command.
A symphonic drum
that never misses an attentive beat;
To fill your thoughts
with it’s pulsating rhythm,
and make our lives complete.
Content to be yours,
and yours alone until the end of time.
Determined to serve a lifetime sentence,
“loving you” is the crime.
Ticking like a bomb,
a bomb that never wants to blow;
Destined to explode
like a pin-less grenade,
if you were to let me go.
Darling, my only desire
is to entertain you for all eternity
with my one man band.
Forever yours,
beating in the palm of your hand.

By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.

Tour of Pure Night Life - 15Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Photos from Express Yourself - 13Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Music Video: Mary J. Blige - We Ride

Poem: Fearing the worst

Like a man cast upon a deserted island
and fearing the worst.
Surrounded by salt water, desert winds
and dying from thirst.
Having only the solitary branch
of a coconut tree
to shelter me from the merciless sun.
Longing for water, for a woman, for you,
my precious one.
This same man
cracks the last coconut on the tree
to ease his misery.
Savoring each sweet wet drop,
each precious withering opportunity.
Knowing in the depth of his soul
that this moment won’t last.
Soon he will be thirsty again,
his only comfort being
memories of the past.
Without your sustenance woman
his loins feel a burning pain.
His hope dwindling like an old man’s vision,
as he walks this sandy plain.
Coaxing a dry throat compounded by a heart
that is about to burst.
Facing the rest of his brief life without you
and fearing the worst.

By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.

Music Video: Frankie J - Daddy's little girl

Music Video: Silk - Secret Garden

Poem: The Junk in Junkanoo - Nassau, Bahamas

Do as I say but not as I do,
but who told you that you could
put the junk in Junkanoo.
I was fine when our ancestors moved it
to Bay and Shirley Street.
I was even willing to pay an added fee
to sit on the wooden seats.
But when you single-handedly
moved my “pride”
to Cable Beach without conferring with me
I got a little upset;
And when you spent our money
on all them metal bleachers
I wanted your hide for placing us in debt!
You told me that
you was going to triple the cost in sales;
But even the man from
the University of Farm Road
knew that that was going to fail.
You computerized the ticketing process
but you messed up the procedures
by slashing the price.
Empty gray metal structures
on national television
are a waste of taxpayers’ money,
even if they look nice.
If you had only gone thru
the proper channels
and sought joint authorization;
then you wouldn’t have stepped in this mess
and would have avoided causing this country
utter frustration.
True wisdom knows that small steps
and mini-sacrifices
must be taken to reach any goal,
But if a man lacks the patience
to listen to experience and to reason
then he jeopardizes the sanctity of his soul.
Your intentions were good,
but your gross commercialization of our culture
will not do.
It is up to the people (and only the people)
to decide how much junk to put in Junkanoo.

By Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.
Written in 2004

Tour of Condo Project

Poem: Appreciates me

I deserve more than a pretty face
and a sexy body;
I need a passionate fiery queen
who appreciates me.
Eve’s most beautiful child from outside and within;
the "One" whose lips cause the stars in my sky to spin.
A lady whose heartwarming actions
confirm her talk with countless acts of devotion.
A lover whose intimate gestures
are not knee jerk reactions
to arguments that fade the next day like body lotion.
Someone who will send me romantic cards
and reward me with kisses weekly
like a grand prix winner.
Someone who will send me fragrant flowers
every once in a while
and will take me occasionally
to a fancy lunch or dinner.
I deserve a woman who will massage my back
as well as my mind with words of affection.
I need a heart of tempered gold
that showers me with adoration
born of unselfish reciprocation.
A beautiful melody
that stimulates my thoughts and midsection
with mental and whimsical stimulation.
Who will sacrifice her me-time
and best friend conversations
to give me some desperately needed attention.
An angel who offers to assists me daily
in attaining my tasks and reaching my goals.
A converted witness of the Almighty
to provide biblical food to nurture my ravenous soul.
I will gladly do all these things for her times seven,
but she must convey the same love
in smaller doses that I can touch and see.
I will not settle for lukewarm water
to quench my thirst,
I need a passionate fiery queen
who appreciates me.

By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga-Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.

Photos from DJ and Karaoke Gig for Kiwanas Charity Benefit - 09Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Music Video: Tyrese - One

This is a great song and I look forward to Tyrese's double CD called Alter Ego.

Annual Office Xmas Dinner at Luciano's Restaurant - 08Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Express Yourself Photos - 06Dec06 - Bahamas

Music Video: Prince - Song of the Heart (Happy Feet: The Movie)

Prince - Song of the Heart - Happy Feet

Music Video: Tupac ft. Ashanti & T.I. - Pac's Life

Music Video: Amerie - Take Control

Barbados Association Banquet - 02Dec06 - Nassau, Bahamas

Deejaying Backyard Birthday Party - Nassau, Bahamas

Poem: A reflection of you

Mom and Dad, I’m deeply honored
to be a reflection of you.
Your character, your examples are my moral glue.
Lord knows what a menace to society I would be
if I didn’t have you to look up to, to guide me.
Your voices of wisdom in my head will never die.
They encourage me; challenge me,
when I lack the desire or conviction to try.
My accomplishments and my manners
are the harvests from your relentless toil
in parenting’s vineyard.
You padded my deck with markers
in order to increase my chances
of choosing the trump card.
Dad you are my friend, my combatant,
who always gave me your time.
Because of your dedication,
self-indulgence is my only crime.
Mom you fed me with love from the nest
and forced me to fly.
Because of your inspiration and patience;
no goal or destination is ever too high.
Together, your sacrifice, trust,
commitment and honesty
are the oils on the canvas
that breathe life into my scheme.
The images you painted were not always rosy pictures
but life is not a perfect frame.
This mirror image,
this reflection wishes to say thank you
for all of the things you have done,
and continue to do.
Mom and Dad, I am truly honored and blessed
to be a reflection of you.














By Sean Ruize Edmundo Munnings
The Raga-Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.

Poem: Gift of joy

My friend,
you may not believe
that you have done something grand;
But you have given
the remarkable gift of joy
to this man.
It’s the little things you do
that mean the world to me;
Actions that bring light to my heart,
filling that which was empty.
It just warms my soul to realize
that I was on your mind.
If only for a split-second,
vision was granted to the blind.
It’s like taking time from your afternoon
to notice a blade of grass
rustling in the wind.
Or watching a common ceiling fan
and marveling at the mechanics
which make it spin.
Your phone call to me, in reality
may have meant nothing at all,
But I felt like I won a million dollars
after receiving your call.
It’s because the glorious sun
took its precious time
to shine on me alone.
The splendid queen I willingly serve
allowed me to sit for a brief second
on her throne.
It is amazing to know that the one I adore
actually knows that I exist.
And that for a brief spell
I was number one on her “To Do List.”
My Angel, by what you did and did not say,
you have truly made my day.
Not even the devil or his minions
can take this gift of joy away.














By Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.