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When Beautiful Black Turns To Blue

November 25, 2014

My Feelings: I can’t stop crying. No matter how righteous I live. No matter how educated I am. No matter how well I speak the King’s English. No matter how well dressed I am. I can go on and on about how well this, and how well that. Respectability means nothing, and I know it. Respectability will never save me from a bullet, and I know it. No matter how much of a good human being I am, I’ll always be seen to some folk as an animal. A savage. A gang member. Sub human. When some folk see the color of my skin, they don’t see me. They see only what they think they see and know. It’s America as I’ve grown to understand it. Sad. *sigh*

“When Beautiful Black Turns To Blue”

 

My heart weeps of sorrow,

In the darkest hour of the night.

Tears are shed inside,

Deep within my soul.

Yet, my tears can be seen and felt.

The weight of an unjust world

Has taken its toll.

It rests upon my shoulders,

And the load is much too heavy.

I’m tired,

As my weakened heart barely beats.

My heartache is too much to stand.

America has been killing me consistently.

A slow death it has been.

This is a murder inscribed on a page.

No knife to the heart.

No bullet to the dome.

Injustice will be my demise.

Won’t even have time to bid thee farewell.

Another black body blows in the dust.

It’s a sad song about us.

It’s about me.

It’s about you.

It’s what happens when black changes it’s hue.

It’s what happens when beautiful black turns to blue.

 

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See Me

November 22, 2014

“See Me”

 

What do you see when you see me?

An intelligent woman whose free?

A poet with a knack for self expression?

A woman with the right to just be?

 

What song do you hear from my sweet voice?

Do I sing a song of misery?

Do I sing a song so unfamiliar to you?

Do I sing only of what you want to see?

 

What do you feel when we’re face to face?

Is it fear that enters your mind?

Or yet, an image of a thug or disgust?

If it is, then why can’t you feel that I can be kind?

 

Even with endless cruelty, my heart still beats.

I walk forward with my head held high.

Walk with a fist in the air that you see as racist.

But I just call it solidarity, self love, and self pride.

 

What is it that you see within this body?

And why can’t you just see me?

 

Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) By Marvin Gaye

Marvin Gaye VEVO Published On July 5, 2011

 

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“From Anger, Comes the Sun”

September 22, 2014

“From Anger, Comes the Sun”

At times,
I want to fly away
And live amongst the stars.

To let my light shine,
And illuminate the Earth.
Bask in my own happiness.

To shoot over the moon,
Past orbital bliss,
And burst into fallen tears of joy.

When my heart beats
To the rhythm of love,
I become at peace amongst the day’s light.
I become one with the sun.

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This Mahogany Brown

August 4, 2014

“This Mahogany Brown”

This deep color.
This mahogany brown.
Hue so lovely, so divine.
Beneath it, through the veins of glory,
Runs my history.
My story.
My place in this here world.
This mahogany brown.
Behold what He has made.
With this shade, comes all of my kinks and curves
That Mother Africa proudly preserves.
This mahogany brown.
A shield of honor that I’ll always defend.
You emulate this deep, brown skin.
Yet, you never want the skin I’m in.

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Body

July 18, 2014

Overwhelmed With Emotion Today And Wanted To Express My Thoughts.

“Be not ashamed women…You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.” – Walt Whitman

The body of a woman…
A temple created by The Most High.
A precious gift
That gives the gift of human life.
The body of a woman that you want to destroy for sport,
Then brag about your exploits.
If only you knew the greatness from whence you were descended,
You wouldn’t have to hang your head in shame
For the foul acts of malice that you choose to do.
Rape is a not a male right of passage.
A woman’s body created your life that you wrecklessly waste.
A woman’s body is love devine.
A work of God in every inch.
A heavenly body
That scarifices so much to give us all the gift of life
And the opportunity of another day.

There’s Nothing Humorous About Rape.
#IAmJada
She has the courage to stand alone and stand up for what is right.

“The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before.” – Albert Einstein

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The Great Fela Kuti

July 18, 2014

Olufela Olusegun Oludotun Ransome-Kuti
(October 15, 1938 – August 2, 1997)

Fela Kuti “Sorrow, Tears, And Blood”

Video Posted To You Tube By Fela Kuti’s You Tube Channel
April 19, 2013

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Norman Connors – Maiden Voyage

May 24, 2014

Musical Geniuses!
“Maiden Voyage” From The Album “Saturday Night Special”
By Norman Connors
Recorded In May 1975 In San Francisco

Beautiful Video Upload To You Tube By Ewan Bruce On October 29, 2010

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