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My Granddaughter wrote this a few years ago she is now 16 and since lost her mother when she was 15 at the time and 14 when she wrote this. I think we all will be glad to know that these young people are the generation to finish where we leave off- It seems I have left us in good hands ..I am so proud of her "forward thinking".. ase,' and her coming to her own conclusions. ase'.
Now That I Realize
By: Sarah Wingo
Now that I am not blind,
I cannot pretend to close
my eyes and not see the struggle
Now that I can hear,
I cannot ignore the truth and knowledge,
that is struggling to be heard
Now that I have come to this realization,
I cannot continue with life,
knowing the truth,
yet okay with living the lie
I cannot continue being a part of
a society that teaches me to
disrespect myself, my family, and my culture
I cannot continue to be a part of a part of the problem
I must discover and learn more about myself,
the past and the world around me.
I must use my time to help my people see,
what has taken me my whole life to understand
I must use this power given to me,
to fix the broken world that
we have lived in for so long,
without even realizing that it is indeed broken
Coming to this realization has flipped the page
to a new chapter in my life
A chapter that has yet to be written
But now that I have become aware and conscience
I now know that it is - I - that hold the pen.
By Sarah Wingo granddaughter of Oladeji aka Vicki Acquah
The sheriff had a visitor who growled like thunder,
a rabid dog, teeth bared trying to tear him asunder.
She howled that he'd attacked a member of her pack
Saying Mark was the aggressor and giving him flack.
She told him he'd listened to those who are wrong
then called him a troll, singing that same old song.
He replied to her comments, showing no disrespect
but her defense of that yobbo is hogwash that I reject.
She accused the sheriff of robbing PS of a great poet.
But all the real troll offered was trouble. We know it.
The doggie's heckling prickled me like a thorn or a spur
I won't miss that cowardly 'deleter,' that cocky old cur.
She can defend her crud bud any way she chooses,
but he will always be the one many of us accuses
of bullying, for each time he returns he reeks of ill will.
Hope we've seen the last of him and his snippety quill.
Stop pretending to be something that you are not
be someone that you are dreaming of
stop stealing my poetry or someone's life story
come up with your own find the experience
stop kissing ass because you believe it might change
your life or put food on the table just starve be real
look for food in containers and behind closed restaurants
see the disrespect that these people u rub on every day
in the subway on the way to work they don't see you
or your pain, the only thing is money that counts
your home isn't yours but banks till you die
your land your children's playground sits on
will never be yours because government owns you
eat that food from the dumpsters, it might cure your brain
bring sense of reality into your life, nothing is real
but what you believe it to be, nothing moves
but your life before your eyes, you are gone
after you there is only your clothes, and your bills
wake up and don't fall asleep, but if you do
no one will believe you existed.
To my dearest daughter,
I have so much to say.
I had never imagined that this hapless time would make us part our ways.
I might not be there when that mean girl in your school won't let you get in the bus,
but you know what?
you are brave enough to face her all by your own.
Just believe in your self and remain upright,
you will always win your fight.
I am writing this letter to tell you how much I love you now and will love you forever ,
but remember my little angel that your life is like a never-ending journey, enjoy every route and learn to rise from every fall .
Take a deep breath and face your fears.
Don't shy away from your failures.
Relationships will teach you a lot ,
be sure to make a lot of friends and love them all.
Show kindness to the weak .
Show empathy to the less fortunate.
Don't let money break your principles,
don't let power shape your character.
Have compassion for all.
Learn to live in solitude.
Don't ever underestimate gratitude.
You are the captain of your ship,
don't let the tides deviate you from your destination.
Don't let the worldly malice taint your heart,
don't ever let anyone disrespect you my sweetheart.
I won't be there when you will walk down the aisle,
but I will be looking from up ,
Stepping on a new journey holding your beloved's hand.
You will have my blessings ,
and don't you dare miss me at all,
don't let our best memories bring you sorrow and tears.
I will always be there watching your back from the beyond.
And then it happened
She awoke one day and she was painfully aware that something in her had died
Something she thought was the strongest force on the earth. Something she thought was indestructible.
She thought her feet were rooted securely in his unwavering strength. But his disrespect, his coldness and his impatience started to cause the foundation to crumble
The begging, the crying, the pleading for his attention caused her to no longer recognize herself in the mirror. Followed by his unending silence and indifference to her needs.
Sleep no longer came. Only thoughts of self hate for allowing someone to treat her so badly.
All in the name of love. The same love that a month earlier had caused her so much joy, now caused her to drown in wave after wave of grief.
on September 11th of 2001 the Twin Towers did fall
do you think that It was God's wake up call?
In society today where the moral of men have gone completely slack
I pray to my God daily to have the good old days back
the youth of today are being raised with total disrespect
but you have children raising children, so what can you expect?
chaos and confusion, murder and mayhem
drug abuse and fatal diseases where will It all end?
the ozone layer, the rain forest diminishing plus urban sprawl
we are destroying our planet, we need to stop this all
natural disasters, man-made wars and national crime waves
I pray to Jesus, my savior that the soul of man may be saved
the blackout of 2003 they said was the results of a tree's fall
but what caused that to happen, do you think that It was God's wake up call?
now is the time for everyone to get right with God
start leading a Christian life and begin praying very hard
let go of the carnal nature and give to God your all
because when Judgement Day comes, there won't be time for wake up calls
I am fascinated by space science because it is so divine. I am fascinated by space science because everything it entails is sublime. Human operates machine and machine work for human; human input the information but the machine regurgitates it.
Its AI and automation against human invention, e-commerce and job outsourcing in reverse. If you cannot pay me let me go to those who are willing to hire me, but please don’t use me and then you discard me. You lurk behind the screen saying that you have run out of money and you cannot bring me back to fulfill my dreams.
I don’t join games because I don’t know to play them, I don’t play games because am not good at winning them. I don’t play games because I don’t know the rules and sometimes it leaves you confused. I approach everything in life in a pragmatic and realistic manner.
You place the burden on the commuter saying that it is giving the order; computer is not human and someone must operate it to transfer the information to you, oh what silly deprivation. You are trying to elude reality and not living up to your responsibility, the ship will be at the surface on time and you must give me what is mine.
You have built more than a dozen space ship with words dripping from my lips; you have sent missions to the moon with words burning from my finger tips and vinegar is draining in my lungs; with swollen fingers and broken palm words flow from my heart into the computer gut before dawn, and then you slice it up and serve it for breakfast dinner and lunch and disrespect my painful sacrifice, and you call it AI.
I work day and night and because I don’t know how to fight I continue to stretch myself to fulfill a mandate for the moon. You send me into the space to explore the galaxy and look into the black hole to see where gravity is bold and the space around the corner lit up with billions of stars flickering in the night, oh what a wonderful sight.
Will machine eventually take over human lives after decades of painful sacrifice? Will machine takes over our lives and leave us without a dime? Nights upon nights the human brain toil to fill the machine sitting on the throne but sometimes the gripe is so strong it vomits out on the land and my eyeball spread the words all over the human race and squeeze matter into tiny space. It man against woman and one woman working with computer.
Best man, maid of honor,
Father of the bride.
Toss the bouquet and the garter,
Groomsmen on the side.
In-laws, photographers, caterers…
Don’t forget to tip the waiters.
DJ stage, reception hall,
Gold bands, first dance, pillar to post….
And now a toast:
Here’s to prideful selfishness and petty vanities.
Those rocks and shoals can wreck your ship.
Suspicions will harbor resentment
And threaten your future contentment.
Be careful as you navigate your way.
Here’s to unresolved childhood issues
And deep-seated jealousies.
They can sabotage your happiness
And lead to endless miseries.
Beware these hidden dangers every day.
Here’s to poor communication
And a lack of empathy.
Emotional projections
That highlight imperfections…
The disrespect that only leads to tears.
Here’s to blissfulness and diligence,
Tolerance and vigilance,
Wedding rings and lovers’ knots,
Champagne and caveats.
Cheers!
Nineteen Years Ago
By Franklin Price
09/11/2020
Nineteen years ago today, the tall twin towers fell.
Hijacked airliners hit them and turned them into hell.
High above Manhattan streets fires began to rain.
Just a short time later only rubble would remain.
Victims trapped above, who did not want to die by fires,
Chose to jump and take their chances, from those giant burning pyres.
First responders rushed inside, those towers that were boomed.
Many did not come back, hundreds of those heroes doomed.
We the People came together as we did for World War two.
There were no axis powers. What were we supposed to do?
The world forever changed that day. What was that terror for?
No country to go fight against. No place to fight a war.
Iraq seemed like a likely place, to go and fight the fall.
Bad intel, said mass destruction, could be found there after all.
We went and kicked Iraqi ass. No mass destruction there to see
Hussein was hiding in a hole. We hung him from a tree.
The terrorists not in Iraq. Afghanistan could be their base.
The Russians had no luck there, so we went and took their place.
We found and slew Bin Laden, who was terror master then,
Others came to take his place, we killed them and their men
We still are fighting over there, in those lands so far away,
Our soldiers and our money, being spent there every day.
The terrorists still fighting. We must convince them to refrain,
To protect our homeland from them, so they never come again
Must now look within our country, look up close and not afar.
Since those nineteen years have passed, how we've gotten where we are.
We've torn ourselves asunder, made a farce of Washington,
Allowed the terrorists among us to take our liberties and run.
Trample on the constitution, disrespect our flag that flies,
Remove the God, in whom we trust, the One that they despise.
Do not want to pledge allegiance, or to follow any rules.
They're the terrorists I speak of, or unpatriotic fools.
We the People need to speak up, those of us who give a damn
We're not supposed to be the sheep, of the shepherd, “Uncle Sam”.
We must pledge allegiance, to the flag, the Constitution make our stead,
Or our country, as the towers, will be fallen down and dead.
Please mind your language when you speak to me
Don't dare to cross my clear set boundary
This life is hard enough without word wars
So speak with good intent and don't leave scars
I do not have the time for guess work, dear
Make motive clear, your conversation steer
to truthful words, for they are sure to find
a deep connection that our souls will bind
I do not care for feigned affinity,
so mind your language when you speak to me
Covert sarcasm does not have a place
If that's your way, in my life there's no space
Address me in the way I speak to you
No more, no less is what you need to do
I need to see if you are friend or foe
A play on words just makes it hard to know
Don't show me disrespect, or I will leave
Won't wait to see what you have up your sleeve
So speak up clearly, not with dark pretense,
for if you do, you'll get your recompense
Please use your words to heal and not to harm
This type of speech enraptures with its charm
Acknowledge good and cover up the bad
This type of conversation makes one glad.