Jalaila Hardy Poet Free verse

Faux Thought

Hey Sweetie,
look up.
You don’t have to stay here
in this corner,
this nook.
It’s soo dark in here,
heavy with thoughtless words,
weighted in rot.
Trust me when I say:
these words aren’t your own, baby girl.
Because they’re not!
These faux thoughts you carry
they are not yours.
You can put them down now…
(Baaag lllady.)
They once kept you safe…
But, you look at me…
as you sit here trembling.
I need you to feel with your heart,
understand and see
that I am here.
I hold your hand.
We can do this.
You and I,
we are one,
at step one
walking together.
Not fighting.
(It was never a fight.)
Like a seasoned tightrope walker,
we together create balance:
the perfect rhythm
of left then right.
The top,
the bottom,
and all between
the parts we are ready,
but have yet to let ourselves see.
We’ve always had it,
even when they spew their own doubt.
We’ve always found that up, in, and out
“We got it!”
Route.
We’ve always been who we choose to be,
and we do this best
when present, loving,
and hugging on trees.
Why doubt what we already know?
Like a river on its way down to the O,
or a leaf free in the wind that blows
We… flow.
Not only our hair,
our height,
nor skin.
It’s India Arie’s “I Am Light.”
That soul.
That GOD within!
YOU don’t doubt YOU.
They doubt themselves.
You gather and carry these words as your own.
as I said
PUT THEM DOWN, NOW!
They’re an intended lesson,
with a RIGHTFUL home!
- Jalaila Hardy

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