Dear memories,
how dare you stalk my past,
shackle my thoughts to your smile,
and then ground my mistakes into a trembling apology
as if anyone escapes history.
Tag: literature
Poetry’s Sorrow
Poetry’s a soldier
a collection of Spoken Words in Silent Wars
rarely do you see it pull back
retreat
it is no coward
it’s weapons are raw
yet healing
but there is pain
hidden behind the curve of personifications,
alliterations
and similes there is sorrow
if poetry has one weakness it is this:
that most won’t understand what they think they know
for many, poetry’s just a quick fix for that euphoric feeling
like good sex coming from your words
but poetry is wise
and it knows those who will never conceive
in order to give birth to a revolution….
History vs. Truth
I would actually like to write more on this topic at a later date. But for now, enjoy this word:
“One is astonished in the study of history at the recurrence of the idea that evil must be forgotten, distorted, skimmed over. We must forget that George Washington was a slave owner….and simply remember the things we regard as credible and inspiring. The difficulty, of course, with this philosophy is that history loses its value as an incentive and example; it paints perfect men and noble nations, but it does not tell the truth.” – W.E.B. Dubois
Understanding the Revolution
“We must begin to understand that a revolution entails not only the willingness
to lay our lives on the firing line and get killed. In some ways, this is an easy
commitment to make. To die for the revolution is a one-shot deal; to live for the
revolution means taking on the more difficult commitment of changing our
day-to-day life patterns.
~Frances Beal
Hopeless
The blazing echo of darkness as it hovers its deception over welcoming eyes….
is it easiest to speak of morning than to actually believe that it exists?
are we walking contradictions….
do we fill our hearts with hope and yet…are we hopeless?
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Something 2 do
“There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don’t expect you to save the world I do think it’s not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness of those whom you call friend, engage those among you who are visionary and remove from your life those who offer you depression, despair, and disrespect.”- Nikki Giovanni





