Tuesday, September 26, 2023

Dear Eyes

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Dear Eyes,I should have sheltered youfrom the things that seemed unseen,and I should have listened to you more. But god help me if it was not also youwho showed me the ways of sin,and pointed my attentionto a place where a heart does not belong. I...

What does being black mean to me?

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Being black means being part of a stronger community that is outside of myself Being black means power on all fronts Being black means watching your surroundings closely especially in public Being Black means my dark skin is beautiful Being Black means not just jumping over hurdles but...

Schizophrenic

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Anger Is such a pointless emotion Yet it consumes me Anger at voices nattering away, of silent words and silent urges. Tyrants in their kingdom Fighting off the plague I am alone, And surrounded, by war. Both sides fighting a constant battle, One heart...

My name is not…

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My name is strong  My name is powerful My name is special My names meaning is important My name should be used instead of a nickname  My name is unique  My name is something that deserves to be said  My name is culture  My name was given by special people in my...

You

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I want to see you smile, I want to be the one to make you smile, I want to be there with you Through every moment. I want to hold you when you’re crying, I want my sweater to soak up your tears, I...

Twilight

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I always believed that you and I were like day and night,destined to blend in this shadow of light.Now when I look into my heartI can still see the vestiges of twilightthat once bloomed in my life;there isn’t a more beautiful poem than you. When...

A life without colour

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My vision is only of gray. “The world is a rainbow;” I know this for sure. I’ve heard of the magnificent shades of human emotion. I’ve seen them for myself, but I do not see in colour anymore. I live within a personal orbit of dullness and nothing...

Enlightenment Part II: The Answer

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He awoke to the sound of birds singing as the morning sun rose up from behind the bleached horizon, and chased the night away with its holy fire. Feeling apologetic for his behaviour, the man decided to ask the wind, once again, but this time a...

We are not petting zoos

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People think that they can just come up to us and Touch our hair because it’s different Black peoples hair is important It let us out of slavery It created a bond between mother and daughter Barber and black men unite Made us a stronger people Wig, braids, cornrows, natural, straightened Hair...

Plywood and Duct Tape: Part II

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It hit me full blast In an instant, Crack I fell It poured over me, Rushing and coursing. The hallucinations started to laugh as they took a fuller form, “Really?” One mocked. “You didn’t know what we were, Who we were?” I could...