I love Whitney Houston! I'm sad that I liked her music while she was alive, but I never took the time to appreciate her words. "Your Love is My Love" a beautiful song, but it took her dying for me to actually pay attention to what she was saying. Her line "and the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us" how inspiring is that? For those who don't know what the Amistad or "la Amistad" is, I suggest you google it or watch the movie "Amistad". Lol
Anyway, once enslaved we as a people are still maintaining and archiving in 2012. My poem below demonstrates how mentally altering being beat down, we allow ourselves to be "captured" or "enslaved" . Be encouraged! Not only have my ancestors overcome, but my God overcame the world so we can all be free! Be blessed thanks for stoping by. Please comment or leave any suggestions that you may have. I would love to hear/ read your feedback. Thanks. ~Taye
“Untitled”
So we have fallen
But can we not get up
World got me believing I’m stuck
But I gotta look up
Sight hazy from “life’s pollen”
Looked lovely like a Daffodil
Lured by the sight & got stung by a Bee
Wasn’t expecting to feel such pain
Tried to hold it in, but that can drive you insane
They say every man sent to war
Comes back with some signs of it
Well I must be dirty, broken and fucked up
Many battle wounds
But I’m amongst a few
That declined life’s grave
Still standing
Demanding that I be released
From my chains
Yes I have fallen
But I have looked up
My chains were used to make me stand
Then broken on command as he said
“it is done”
