The clock is on the wall,
It only goes fast when you look away,
60 seconds to make something good happen,
Feels like a day.
60 seconds to hear bad news,
Feels like an eternity.
60 seconds to drift off,
Feels like 5,000.
60 seconds to cry,
But wipe your tears,
They are counting.
Counting us.
Watching us.
Are we here?
Were we enough?
Did life go by fast?
Or did YOU lose...
Not too long ago, there was a girl.
She was hurt by everyone in the world.
She found a boy,
He wasn't likek everyone else.
She sought refuge in that boy,
not knowing while she did
they found many things they have in common.
He makes her so happy, just by talking to her.
She loves him more than life itself
She found happiness in him,
she was a lost soul before...
Oh, Big Mama, with a heart so wide, In the garden of love, you take pride. Like roses blooming under the sun, Your warmth and laughter bring joy to everyone. In whispers soft as a gentle breeze, Love dances lightly among the trees. With every heartbeat, a story unfolds, Of sweet serenades and dreams yet untold. Through the storms and the rain, you stand tall, With love as your anchor, you...
The Harlem,
What does the Harlem means to me?
It means a lot really
The Harlem is a place of letting go
A place of rebirth, they say
They say Harlem is where the blacks
can be "black" but its than that
The Harlem is a special refined and defined
place for blacks. African-Americans
I say, African- Americans
Anyone can be me. Anyone can "black"
In...
Days in Harlem
is hot
Days in Harlem
is loud
Days in Harlem
is crowded
Days in Harlem
is special
Days in Harlem, where the music
relatable.
Where the kids are running, sweating.
Days in Harlem, In New York when the
sun is out and hotter than usual. Cooking
my dark complexion.
Days in Harlem, the few days where I
can be me. Black, Proud, and living to
truth...
I didn't notice my heart
stop beating
It stopped for a long time
I thought I heard the sound of a
Rhythmic drum
Pounding, Pounding, over and over
I thought hearts beats til' your dead
I guess not
I thought heart failures were only if your dying
or hugely sick
I guess I am.
Sick of love, dying from it.
My heart is like a battery when all the juice goes out,
it's useless...
I'm not crazy
That's not the word to tell
how i feel right now
I'm just relieved, happy
When we talk it's like the heavens
are talking to me
When we talk, I zone out in a fantasy where
It's just us
When we talk, I forget everything
Every heart break
Every upside down day
Every sadness I've endured
Just about every bad thing I've lived
I'm just relieved, happy
That...
In shadows cast by fading light, Big Mama, your heart holds silent fright. Like autumn leaves that drift away, Memories linger, but joy will sway. Echoes of laughter now softly weep, In corners of dreams where secrets keep. Whispers of love once vibrant and bold, Now fade like stories that never were told. Yet in the sorrow, a strength may bloom, From the ashes of heartache, life finds...
They call you the blessed motherland
But your blessed hands are covered in the blood of your children
You make your children fight
All for the sake of your own pockets
Your hands are covered in the blood of the victims of your cowardice
The bloody mother
The uncaring mother
The mother that sacrificed her children
For a cause unreachable and unrealistic
You are not a mother
You are a...
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