It's too expensive
to live in this world,
covered in so many bruises,
Convincing you it's safe
when you look from out in space.
As I sit, scribbling this down
under the lampshade
I realize that nothing is safe
not even the words I say.
Aug 11, 2021
Aug 11, 2021 at 5:06 PM UTC
You are a puzzle,
different things piece together to make you,
different verses,
different interests,
different traits,
different desires,
different claims,
different culture,
different race.
If they wish not to understand, do not make them.
You do not have to prove to anyone, but yourself
that you are a beautiful creature, inside and out.
Jul 16, 2021
Jul 16, 2021 at 3:01 PM UTC
In this world
of suffering and pain,
I find solace within
the pages of a book
and the world it carries.
Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 3:27 PM UTC
She speaks volumes,
Blacker than charcoal, she ain’t see through,
With weak strands of white hair—
Courtesy of my Grandma.
She falls out when a comb rakes through.
She doesn’t dance with the wind,
Instead, she rebels against it,
A protester standing her ground against authority.
She stays silent even in pain.
Even when malnourished,
She doesn’t beg for food.
Just stays quiet, keeping it in
Till it’s too much and she begins to break
Strand by strand, withering away
… And I go bald!
Jul 4, 2021
Jul 4, 2021 at 1:07 AM UTC
It booms out of you,
loud and demanding.
It echoes in the room,
drawing me back to now.
Now, where you are laughing,
and though I don't know what provoked it,
I begin to laugh along with you.
A virus, so contagious,
the whole room joins in
laughing and laughing and laughing,
and soon, we become a room of laughter.
With all our worries gone,
we are not bound to earth,
like laughing granted us wings,
and we are flying high, high above the sky.
Oh, the joy that laughter brings me.
Jun 25, 2021
Jun 25, 2021 at 8:21 PM UTC
You asked, "what can you imagine for yourself and the world?"
I imagine a world where I will not be judged by the color of my skin.
Where I will not be made to feel out of place,
because I come from a different background and race.
Where kids from different places will come together and embrace
each other, live in peace and harmony,
become a family.
Where a man can sit in his car seat
and not be pulled over because he got a little melanin in his skin.
I imagine a world that will not be perfect,
But it will not be far from perfect.
There will be arguments and misunderstandings,
But it will be ones that can be solved with a simple apology.
No need for the guns, that is too quick to shoot.
No need for the hate, that is too quick to judge.
All we will need in this world that I have imagined
is a lot of love and understanding.
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 9:53 PM UTC
Sometimes I am overflowing with emotion
that I am unable to identify
So all I want to do is cry
But why?
If someone saw the river as I let it out of my eye
and they ask me 'why,' I wouldn't be able to reply
I would be at a loss for words because I too don't now
"why?" would then become such a complex question
a math problem that I do not possess the formula to.
There has to be a reason.
Water boils because there's fire underneath,
But I do not know who lit it.
All I know is that the water is boiling.
All I know is that I want to cry,
But I dare not for I do not have an answer to "why?"
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 1:41 PM UTC
Dear Martin,
So many years have passed and it breaks my heart to say that the oppression is still there. You'd think that in the years, the hate would have slowly died down, but sadly it seems to grow bigger, evolve, into a beast, a monster. Martin, I do not write to you to tell you that this war is still going on. I write to tell to that we've made progress. Broke stereotypes. moved mountains. Each day waking up choosing not to fight hate with hate.
But Dr.King I wonder, I truly do wonder,
if they are so blind that they cannot see the pain they cause.
I wonder if I am naive to think
that all the movies and shows that portray the struggles that African Americans go through, will break them, make them show sympathy.
I wonder if they have wrapped their heart in so many layers of stone,
that no matter how many times the ocean hits the stone,
it will not be able to weather the stone away.
I wonder if someday,
'hate' will be too weak a word to describe how they feel,
or maybe just maybe it will instead become too heavy on their shoulders,
and they will have no choice but to let it go.
I wonder if people think this is God's doing,
cause Ma always tells me, whatever situation you find yourself,
good or bad,
believe the Lord will guide you through.
Do you believe in God Dr. King?
I do.
I believe that he will take pity on us,
on the brothers who have died,
on the mothers who have mourned,
on the sisters who are mistreated,
on the fathers who are wrongfully convicted,
I believe he will take pity and end this war.
I believe in your dream, Dr. King,
and dreams do not die, they merely take time to manifest.
I have hope that it'll become a reality, and I hope you do too.
Sincerely.
Feb 18, 2021
Feb 18, 2021 at 1:14 PM UTC
For you are only human,
You can not do it all.
You will fail and
you will succeed.
In your failures, get back up.
In your success, be humble.
You are expected not to be the best,
But you are expected to try your best.
Feed your curiosity,
Expand your boundaries.
Just remember, you are only human, you can not do it all.
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 5:51 PM UTC
As I inject and I reflect,
As I aspire what I desire,
And I dread my regrets.
For the musician and the listener,
I have a request, you would reject.
As I require and I acquire,
As I follow in the steps,
And I wallow in sweats.
For the driver and the conductor,
I have a destination, you would not go.
As I achieve and I retrieve,
As I capture and I secure,
And I accomplish my dreams.
For the writer of my story,
This is the plot I want to be written.
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC