The girl that sits unnoticely What amazes me is that she has spoken to me Not once not twice but a thousand times And the thing I love most is to see her smile Her voicelike an angel Her love like the streams Beauty is her nature She’s the girl of my dreams Both the day and night, as the beauty rose grows So have I seen me as one who she knows An aquantance…
the blood of a woman will heal the land it will be felt not by his hand sit with the warriors hear their pains the battles they fought breathe again inhale deeply feel me I am a Warrior Womxn like the Matriarchs before me “astam, api” they whisper and so I do. Bravely Boldly Unapologetically not everyone will answer the call to rise but I do but I did we are the warriors the stories…
We live in a world that tiptoes around the conversations that will make a Black or Brown woman speak with passion, Passion because of colonial entitlement due to racism There, I said it they hate to see us win when we stand for something we believe in when it goes against the grain harvested on lands stolen from previous generations you cannot own the land but yet they’ve claimed it they speak of free countries…
I look in the mirror and I see you there I see your eyes, I see your hair I see the pain, I see the grief I see you bringing the sky down to its knees I see your triumph I see your braids I see the words you want to say I see the truth I see the lies I see the children from another life I see your memory I see your face…
There’s something I learned about trauma. It can go many different ways. You can run from it, You can hide, You can lie, But it’s still there inside. You can ignore until you die. But it will show up eventually. Manifest itself amongst your family. Your children and your children’s children, Will feel the pain and the anger. Until one person decides, They no longer want to hide. They are ready to begin, What you…
I had a dream the other night, I was speaking to a woman. Her hair was long, her voice was powerful. Her eyes held courage and hope and fire. “It doesn’t have to be like this. You know the way.” I cried when I realized, The woman was me. The me who I knew, that I was meant to be. I will turn this life around. I am who my ancestors, Prayed would come to…
It’s five in the morning, When I hear her calling. Calling, calling, Calling to me. She speaks through the birds, The soft breeze in the air. Through the grass and the brush, The swaying plants like her hair. Through the owl’s song, That echoes from afar. She speaks to me. “Take care of me, I’ll take care of you. I am your medicine, The medicine you need.” She speaks, She speaks, She speaks to me.…
You just amazingly toxic I can never get over the past All I have now are chats and memories we never had You my drug you get me high When I’m with you I feel alive I hate that I love you I’m an addict I just took one dose and now I’m blind too You just have this thing about you I don’t know what it is I don’t know a thing about you…
Everyday I feel as if I’m fading Fading from those whom I love Some days I’d swear I have nothing Some days I struggle to sleep Crying, praying and hoping for better days Some say I’m crazy Some say I’m untrustworthy How am I judged when we all just the same We all make mistakes During those dark days I’d question God Question him to the point where I’d think he weren’t even real I’d…
The things we do, the things we say, are they in our power? We come into this world with no answers. Yet, there’s laws on how to comply. We are in someone else’s hands And they bought the strings which pull the load of Governance. There’s no remorse for our fellow man When it comes to power. There’s certainly no humanity When it comes to where we live anymore. We’ve mistaken evolution as a ticket…