Poetry has always been a release. Words are powerful, these are my life’s lyrics, what are yours?

12.12.2008

Releasing

oct.13.2008
Raise your fist and represent
Let’s change the beat of the hip-hop mix
I’m not a bitch, I’m not a whore
Our women are queens
You’re not a pimp, thug or a gangsta
Our men are kings
Is life just money, drugs, sex and the streets
Can we talk about education, poverty, and peace
Music is our culture, the rhythm in our hearts
Tell me, when will the end to our self-exploitation start
Is my worth really determined by the size of my ass
Is my character really defined by how long the sex lasts
Stop killing your brothers, instead lift them up
Raise our children, teach them love

Raise your fist and represent
Let’s change the beat of the hip-hop mix
I’m not a gold digger, and I will never be your hoe
Expressions of love and respect have been lost
I’m your mother or your sister
Your daughter or your wife
I’m a woman, God made me the beginning of life
You’re my father or my brother,
My husband or my son
You’re a man, God’s chosen one
We represent each other,
let’s love and respect each other

Raise your fist and represent
Let’s change the beat of the hip hop mix
To the ladies behind the mic, what do you teach little girls
That sex is the key to everything in this world
That you can drink and smoke just as good as any man
And the art of partying is an important thing to comprehend
Stop, take a minute ,and try it again
Influence positive ambitions and goals to achieve
Enforce positive images, and be that Black Queen
And above all things, learn to love yourself
Lift your head to the sky and recognize your worth

Raise your fist and represent
Let’s change the beat of the hip hop mix
And dance for our past, present and our future
Give the next generation something to look up to
And then we can live in love, unity, and peace
And realize that finally we are culturally free

untitled
i start by saying hello
this is the beginning of a written cleansing
i’m pouring out the boundaries of my mind
you can enter

one step, two step, now here is three
i’m giving the world the gift of me,
my words, my time, my dreams, my fears
many a thoughts bottled shown through my tears

and there you are, can you hear me
i hope you are listening, offer me something
only one thing that i need, starts with an l ends with an e

insecurites…..
for awhile now I have looked in the mirror and the smile has faded away
what happened to the beautiful girl i once thought that i was
she has been replaced with the tragedy that is my weight
do something about it, thats what they say
easier said than done in my mind
i know i have been lazy and thats what truly hinders me from doing something
i dont complain anymore at least not out loud
i have drowned in my unhappiness
looking at myself with disgust, where the hell does all the fat come from
can i please send it back or give it to someone who needs it
i remember days of being 135, 150, and 160 and now 190
make it go away, 190 is too much to bear
i understand i will never be a size 4 but being a size 14 is not my style
i was happy being a 10, an 8 would have been ideal but a 10 was ok with me
big legs, big face, big belly im just BIG and i really want to burn it all away
my issue is time, patience i have not
help me lord
but the image of my body is breaking my confidence down
my insecurities have increased
the perspective of those around me do not help
damn shi you pregnant…no
you sure are getting fatter…no shit
you dont need to eat that….kiss my ass thank you very much
it hurts..thats all keep your feelings to yourself
i have seen myself naked so i know what it looks like
i am trying to take charge
food does NOT taste good
exercise is easy and fun
and water is the best thing on earth
i hope it works
i want to be thin
i want to be pretty again…….