Monthly Archives: February 2014

Hues of Skies

I wanna go somewhere
I need to go somewhere.

Distant and different.

My feet itch to grace foreign ground
My body wants of a foreign nature
My mind fiends for a culture
To my Own

To see my Star rise
But on a different horizon
With different Earth Skies

My eye wishes to behold that pink rosy hue through a different eye
But not let the thorns prick me
Lest I shall be possessed to a Ground that is not Home.

So let me see the Green
And the concrete of The Thieves
Remember the Heart not so pure
And why it constantly heaves

May I have The Pleasure to wonder across the Mind of The World

But grant me speedy feet so a Home may I keep.

Ms Gray

To take pride in my vanity would be to declare death upon myself
To make a place in my heart for itself
Would raise armies unknown in individuals unbeknownst to them.

Some to save me
Some to protect me
But majority wish to enslave and control me

Pit me against myself
Hate myself so it gives them enough space in my heart to love me
And control me.

They have my heart so who am I to be?

A pillar of conceit created for the adoration and glorification and oppression of this vast civilisation
Taking all of what Venus and Osun could be
And washing away a star in my heart

Or will I spread my wings
And let this Phoenix fly free
For my Star to shine bright
And my mind to be as fertile as Olokun
Guided by the hands of Obatala
Bowing to all Beauty within and all around
A Cipher not to be disturbed.

The crowd are near
Like the Queen of France
They have come to take your head