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 Sep 2020 ConnectHook
a m a n d a
“Well, indeed, good sir! There ARE some ****** in this house!”
Words are music
without rhyme nor reason
put into perspective
are like the changing
of the season..
Reading is an art
that sometimes gets lost
But writing is a calling
that comes with heavy cost
It reminds me, sometimes,
of the carrying of the Cross.
To all those neighbors who talk about,
keep inside you, all your doubt
don't make me the subject and yourself judge.
I heard enough and it's too much.

Yes, I'm 30 and still single,
My heart get broken and now don't feel the tingle.
I am unemployed, working nowhere,
It's hard already and tough to bear.

I am trying yes I do,
I don't need judgments especially from you.
I am glad you got your daughter married.
I, imagine her life being unvaried.

Congratulations, on your son's promotion.
Surely god blessed your devotion.
he must have no time to follow his heart.
maybe he becoming more introvert.

whatever it is, they chose for themselves.
they made their peace in one way or else.
I didn't choose this for me, still m trying.
the day isn't far when you see me flying.
Don't talk about other's misery, it makes it more miserable.
the two men shared a
kindred connection
though each one was very
different in perception  

they both had a love
for water colour painting
oft they'd sit at an
easel's acquainting  

one of the artists being
a most evil man
whilst the other artist
showed a far gentler pan

yet an abiding affection
of visual art
tied them together
and not apart
 Aug 2020 ConnectHook
kenye
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 Aug 2020 ConnectHook
kenye
We live in an era of sociopath glamorization,
virtually devoid of empaths.

Welcome to the Evil Empire-
but first,
let me take a selfie;
 Aug 2020 ConnectHook
tempest
are we really woke as much as we all claim to be?
or are we woke to ease our minds, which ain't reality?

of course we've signaled heavy change, i won't deny that's true
but let me have your ear for now, give you another view

are you really woke because you post a rant on twitter,
but bop to Chris Brown's music even tho we know he hit her?

are you really woke cause you were born into the slums,
but if you make it out,
you forget where you are from?

are you really woke because you claim to love black hair?
but only like the softer textures, is that really fair?

are you really woke 'cause you admire that 4c?
but put down girls who have relaxers, wigs, or wear a weave?

are you really woke because you claim to love all people,
but if ya boy is gay you will denounce him at the steeple?

are you really woke because you say you know what's right,
but ostracize your fellow blacks,
simply cause "they talk white?"

are you really woke because you claim to love all colors,
but date a darker women? yikes! you'd rather find another

are you really woke because you claim you've got insight,
but if i am depressed, you say that mess is for the whites?

i bring up all these issues not because i hate my own

i bring up all these issues just because they're never shown

and if we are to grow and prosper,
thrive and shed our past,
we need to have these conversations,

                                                 ­                                make sure that they last
In light of the r kelly docuseries, I thought back to this poem I had written about a year ago over the black community tending to overlook issues that are prevalent among us. Conversations about colorism, mental illness, homosexuality, the covering of black artists and entertainers after serious allegations, etc., are always difficult conversations to have, especially when years of culture are intertwined with it, whether it should be or not. In the past decade or so, we've come a long way in opening spaces for these discussions and the R. Kelley documentary is just one of many ways how we continue to do so.
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