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I will not nurture hate
Like a rotten seed in a lush forest
Tainting hallowed ground
Poisoning fruit, instead
I will taste forgiveness
Sweet and rich and I will let it
Consume me, knowing that
Nature herself does not know anger
Or anguish, and though I may hurt
The green of the woodland soul
Is the healing salve for all ailments
And after being ravaged by fire
I, too, can grow back whole.
Whoever said "the truth will set you free"
Never had secrets like you or like me
What's a poet without sadness,
Madness ?
#poet #sad #madness
 Aug 2016 Joelle A Owusu
Aoife
when i say black lives matter,
i'm saying all lives matter
but right now our white people
aren't being murdered
for earning extra money for their families
or for a broken taillight,
it is the black people who are murdered
for representing all that is human
black lives are the lives
that are buried in the ground
and painted on white faces
because they're going to a music festival.
black lives are the lives
that result in names
printed in fine print,
displayed by candles and tears,
they are the lives
men in blue take each day
because their job
is to serve and protect.
who are you serving and protecting?
take your blue suit off
and put on a kkk robe
because the oath that you took
is not the oath you are practicing.
so when i say black lives matter,
i am saying there is a great injustice
i am saying save those people
i am saying our brothers and sisters are dying
i am saying they are our family.
all lives cannot matter
until black lives do.
I realize now
I am the person that I
Once feared becoming

But looking back now
There were many things that I
Was quite wrong about

Looking forward now
I wonder if I will change
To someone I hate

Or will I still stay
Simmilar to what I am
I wish I could know
Nobody is perfect,
but I believe you can get very close.
I warn you though:
never try to be perfect-it isn’t worth it.

Trying to be perfect
Is what makes us stumble and slip.
Would you care to know the secret
to becoming almost nearly perfect?

I will tell you but you must promise me
that you will not twist my words
for I will be answering quite plainly.
Follow my instruction or you’ll only get worse.

Be yourself. That’s all.
Can this be the truth? The sought-after secret?
Yes! Believe me and believe most of all:

Every person is born unique.
Who should seek to be like someone else when
the person they are is their very own?
I pray that when you play this hide-and-seek
you will  find yourself
and see the perfect you that I see-
the you that I love,
the true you that, in my heart, I will always carry.
 Aug 2016 Joelle A Owusu
Urban
to live and to love is to be vulnerable,
exposing our hearts to flame and to frost.

grief is the most sincere way to honor,
our happiness once it is lost.
 Aug 2016 Joelle A Owusu
erin
i open up
they walk away
 Aug 2016 Joelle A Owusu
m i a
so, hey.
it's me.
remember? the girl you left without saying goodbye or anything. i'm pretty sure you've forgotten me by now, but that's okay.
i just wanted to ask you a favour.
its not big. i promise.
but please, i'm begging.
all i ask, is that you leave my thoughts. my heart. just leave me.
please. so i can be free.
i'll love you always babe, always. but please, do this one thing for me.
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