My joy is mine
Whatever you try to do, you can't
take that joy away from me.
My joy is mine
I cried when you inflicted me, but the joy
within me comforted my soul.
You would never understand why I smile.
You would never know why I ignore the hateful things said about me, or my people.
I have joy within me that you could never tear down.
Like oil cleaving to my skin, I am clothed with love.
...
Thursday 24th November 2016 12:30 pm
Time to wake up
They call us niggers, they call us dogs and behind our backs we’re called golliwogs.
They take our culture and our unity too and behind our backs, they call us coons!
Will we wake up, will we see, that we are people, we are human beings.
We are precious and priceless can’t you
see that.
Black brothers and sisters, it is time to
wake up!
They say we’re dirty and black is...
Monday 21st November 2016 8:00 pm
I can't just walk away
I tried to resist your charms
Your sexy smile just turns me on
Sculptured face and dark brown eyes
Your cologne - the intoxicating smell
combined with your body heat
The thought of you - like what the hell
The way you look at me
Sends chills down my spine
No need to look any further
You are mine
No shame in denying how we feel or felt
No point in telling lies
I coul...
Monday 21st November 2016 2:39 pm
What is love?
It holds no barriers, it has no shame; it
eases hurt and rids the pain.
It consoles, it strengthens; it comforts
you.
It holds and it beats like a heart, it adores you.
It keeps, it fights, it honours too.
It cares, it trusts, it respects you.
So what is love?
It is the list of words above.
(September 2007)
Monday 21st November 2016 2:24 pm
Janel and Danny
(Inspired by the pointless killings of young men of African, African American and
Caribbean heritage.)
Janel was a clever lad; he read
intellectual books and joked about.
Danny was the silly one; he smoked his
weed and boasted about guns.
Janel was the quiet one.
Danny got his kicks by carrying guns.
Janel was the witty one.
Danny boasted that he ruled a gang.
...Monday 21st November 2016 9:38 am
Whisper
Those delicate lips you place to my ear,
whispering words that only I can hear.
Words of comfort, words of fun – words
for my ears to hear, not for everyone.
Whisper to me I’m ready to hear, let those lips touch my ear.
Whisper only I can see, what those sweet words mean to me.
Whisper softly, whisper slow, only words that I will know.
Whisper!
(April 2013)
Monday 21st November 2016 9:33 am
Life is too short
Life is too short for you to cry; now it’s time to dry those eyes.
When others hurt you, don’t feel sad, these situations are sent to try you whether it’s good or bad.
Life is too short, this I know.
First we are here and then we go.
Enjoy life without causing harm to others, travel the world – there are things you’ll discover.
Allow yourself to live and be free.
Find what happin...
Monday 21st November 2016 9:24 am
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