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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Daughters of Eve
I wrote this poem below in honor of two women I once knew; they both passed away of cancer at a very young age. I post this poem today in honor of World's AIDS DAY. Enjoy and share your thoughts!
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Title: Daughters of Eve
Daughters of eve
As beautiful as can be
Are now being laid to sleep
For all eternity
No chance to blossom, no time to shine
Their stories go unfinished;
No happily ever afters
Let the people gather
Let their memories be revived
Let the people morn
For these daughters will never return
This plague wears many faces…
HIV,
Cancer,
Too many faces
Too many unfinished stories
Let every daughter know her enemy
Let each of them hold on to hope
For the adversary wears many faces
And makes happily ever afters no more
This rope must be stronger
This grip must be hard
Daughters of eve,
This hope must be in God
Hold on and never let go
For the enemy has a trap for your soul.
These lost wear many masks…
Abuse,
Suicide,
Too many facades
Too many unfinished stories…too many have went untold.
Copyright. 2010. Moji S.
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Title: Daughters of Eve
Daughters of eve
As beautiful as can be
Are now being laid to sleep
For all eternity
No chance to blossom, no time to shine
Their stories go unfinished;
No happily ever afters
Let the people gather
Let their memories be revived
Let the people morn
For these daughters will never return
This plague wears many faces…
HIV,
Cancer,
Too many faces
Too many unfinished stories
Let every daughter know her enemy
Let each of them hold on to hope
For the adversary wears many faces
And makes happily ever afters no more
This rope must be stronger
This grip must be hard
Daughters of eve,
This hope must be in God
Hold on and never let go
For the enemy has a trap for your soul.
These lost wear many masks…
Abuse,
Suicide,
Too many facades
Too many unfinished stories…too many have went untold.
Copyright. 2010. Moji S.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Another Litany
This is another litany written years and years ago when I took a sociology course back in my undergrad. days. If this poem sounds aggressive to you, that is because it was written that way....Enjoy!
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Title: Like the thoughts in my mind
Like the serpent in the garden, like the real un-religion, like Cain not Abel, like revelation’s pale horse, galloping like the real Christ
Like casual Christianity…
Like the science of evolutionary earth like, their phylum-kingdom-phyla names, like eugenics, like illusions, delusion, like deceit.
Like slave masters, like kkks, like hitlers, like MLK assassins
Like people are dying
Like there is no God, like blindness, like “free the slaves” but separate and not equal, like the crow of jim cruelty, anti-civil rights, like backlash-backwards like.
Like the society backlashing
Crashing like alcoholism isn’t, like cocaine cracking weed, like lust, like money, like hell, like hell’s hell, like burning. Like hip-hopping-keep-killing guns, like lethal-cold lyrics, like weapons-like nuclear-like mass corruptions
Like nine elevens, not even, not fair…
Copyright. 2010. Moji S.
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Title: Like the thoughts in my mind
Like the serpent in the garden, like the real un-religion, like Cain not Abel, like revelation’s pale horse, galloping like the real Christ
Like casual Christianity…
Like the science of evolutionary earth like, their phylum-kingdom-phyla names, like eugenics, like illusions, delusion, like deceit.
Like slave masters, like kkks, like hitlers, like MLK assassins
Like people are dying
Like there is no God, like blindness, like “free the slaves” but separate and not equal, like the crow of jim cruelty, anti-civil rights, like backlash-backwards like.
Like the society backlashing
Crashing like alcoholism isn’t, like cocaine cracking weed, like lust, like money, like hell, like hell’s hell, like burning. Like hip-hopping-keep-killing guns, like lethal-cold lyrics, like weapons-like nuclear-like mass corruptions
Like nine elevens, not even, not fair…
Copyright. 2010. Moji S.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Acirfa Litany
(Pic: Desert Flower by Joadoor. For your viewing pleasure)This is the first and one of many poems that I will be posting on here. I wrote it years ago when I saw the movie Hotel Rwanda. The movie made me furious, and it reminded me of the hardships that Africans endured because of Western influence. As an African myself, I couldn't help but to blame the Europeans for the tragedy of Rwanda. But then it dawned on me soon after that at some point I have to stop blaming others for the problems in Africa. Of course this doesn't mean that I ignore the historical context...
This poem called the Acirfa Litany explains it all...enjoy and share your thoughts
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Because “Africa” is spelled
Up
Side
Down.
Because of you.
Because you were there, because we were slaves
Because
we
broke f r e e.
Because of our strength, because of the Son, our sun…shining.
Be-cause: be-lieve, be-ware, be-free, be-lost;
Because we live in schizophrenic worlds
Unstable.
Because of you, because of us;
Because of us, we die.
Copyright. 2010. Moji S.
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