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…
I’ve been crippled by the passing dates Why do we ever pick this fight? My inevitable demise awaits It’s our one true birthright But a quarrel would not suffice My decipher is to remain humble An eye for an eye is a fool’s paradise A watch to watch my world crumble And I’m sure I’ve been here before Addressing the stars of the past Hoping my memories would soar It’s been difficult to make them…
If I were there I’d probably be dead Or using the sidewalk As a king-sized bed A needle for my vein To disrupt the chain of thought Ignoring loved ones More often than naught If I were there The most heinous place I’d be another statistic Amongst my wounded race Fleeing everytime I see that holy man Like how a black man is With the Ku Klux Klan If I went there For that very…
Eyes peer Gazing upon my flesh Piercing skin deep Daggers intended to harm Creating wounds that don’t heal Never know what I will feel Sometimes I wish they made the kill Because the Indian inside Has nowhere to hide Always making me uneasy Stomach feeling so queasy Infectious spirit diseases How do you cure hate? How much can I tolerate? How do I see eye to eye with those who can’t relate? How longing to…
when grieving is something you’ve finally been given permission to do you take a breath because you haven’t taken one in years because you haven’t been allowed to it tastes smokey the bitter bits left in the fire after it’s all burnt out your light is gone is has been for years now you still search for it in the darkness between the flickers of light the moon lets in as the west wind howls…
Add block for days they tell you ‘it’s not all priests’ tell them ‘it’s not all men either’ but that doesnt stop the fear from crawling up my sisters’ throats’ tell them ‘they look for other women when they walk into a room like liferafts just hoping they’ll take them to shore’ tell them. ‘everytime we get into a boat we are expecting it to sink’ tell them. ‘we stopped chasing our dreams a long…