poems
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Why Not Joy?
Why write poems about joy in such a time as this? This has been a constant question in the back of my mind. It is not something anyone has asked of me personally, but something that the subconscious, always overthinking part of my brain asks when it wishes to second-guess itself. And, in the rebuke… Continue reading
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More
We have enough people who are beautiful.We need more who are brave.We have enough people who are popular.We need more who are passionate and purposeful.We have enough people who are wild.We need more who are wise.We have enough people who are famous.We need more who are faithful.We have enough people who require rewards.We need more… Continue reading
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Birthright
They taught us to treat rest like a reward for our exhaustion instead of a birthright. Continue reading
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Black Joy
Nobody talks about society’s addictionto black trauma.How much more profitableit is to talk about painthan poems,depressionthan joy. Like we don’t have feelingsjust bad experiencesturned into songsof sorrowsand spiritualsof reaching heavencause there can’t be no freedomhere on Earth for Black people. Maybe this world still doesn’t consider ushuman enoughto be happysomeone hand society a roadmapfor getting… Continue reading
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To Be Human
I have learned not to neglect the physical because I live on the physical. How can I ignore the earth when I was born from it? Not the first womb. Not the first place my human self called home. And I have learned not to neglect the spiritual because it is higher than the physical.… Continue reading
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Joy
Call it prayerCall it sacredCall these words a psalma songsingSurrender to serenityLet the ecstasy of excitemententer your heartand nourish you in placesyour pride won’t let you admitstill hurtHowever, you mustHowever, you willin the quiet blooming of the soulfindyourjoy Continue reading
