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Sitting outside as the sun begins to fall,
painting ginger and orange across it all.
Pine-blue skies with clouds of white,
slowly surrendering the day to night.
For just a moment, I long to be still,
to quiet the noise, to silence the will
of a world that keeps turning, demanding my mind,
leaving peace and tranquility harder to find.
For even in silence, the world finds a way
to follow our thoughts at the end of the day.
The mishmash of troubles, the turmoil, the strain,
keep knocking on doors of the heart and the brain.
And perhaps the greatest challenge we face
is a politically charged world moving at pace—
where opinions collide and divisions arise,
and peace seems to hide beneath troubled skies.
Sometimes I wonder, what if we could go
back to simpler times, moving gentle and slow?
When a sunset was simply a beautiful view,
and silence was something the heart simply knew.
What if we could live without choosing a side,
and let kindness and reason become our guide?
What if the world could remember somehow
that peace doesn’t live in tomorrow—
it lives in the now.
Perhaps then this world, so restless and wild,
could soften its heart like a peaceful child.
Perhaps we could breathe, let the old burdens go,
and find the quiet peace we once seemed to know.
For beneath all the noise, beneath all the strife,
there must still be a simpler way of life—
a place where the soul can rest and be free,
beneath a sunset, beside a quiet tree.
And maybe, just maybe, if we gave it a chance,
the world could remember the beauty of balance—
where silence is sacred, where hearts can be whole,
and peace isn’t something we seek…
but something we know.
Written by mj 10/26
Mirror on the wall,
what do you reflect,
A simple image, trying to look pretty,
Or a self-righteous image,
or a deception of the soul.
In the simple image,
Beauty adores itself in front of a mirror,
Ugliness feels self-content,
The transient reality seems to come alive,
Dreams can't even find their shadows.
In The self-righteous image,
Ego and superiority lurk everywhere,
Intolerant to the opinions and behavior of others,
Thinks simple images are transient misconceptions.
In between simple and selfish images,
The soul finds a deception of heart and mind,
Self-righteous image is like a fading star in the daytime,
The soul sees the image as in a parallel mirror,
Where one becomes infinity.
Do you know where I came from
Do you even understand the loss that birthed bronze and silver before the whole
Do you know discipline the way I had to defeat hardships
I don't think you can begin to understand because all you see is 10 second clips
Then you think you can Pinterest clip my life like this fantasy board that knows nothing of the color of struggle
Then they empty the clip of hate inviting others to assume I'm not human
I feel pain, I cry, I smile, I hurt, I love, I make mistakes
But one thing is I'll always "Be Better"
No blackness could ever cover the shadows of the past, but I will take those lessons ancestors gave
Knowing their gaze comes with darkness
"I'm not back, I'm better," I'm not black, I'm human, do better
I will never stop sharing HOW BLACK IS GOLD
I am woman, not less than, I am conqueror and warrior, so opinions are less than...
I know it looks easy, but you have no idea what persecution concreted this confidence
Not to mention the ones before me
Florence gave healing to the nightmares that journey from Joyner
And Nightingale couldn’t repair some of this odium I see
Yet you still say must be nice to be me
Well, yes, it is but not for the reasons you visualize
I be black woman meaning I be strength that comes from roots that can't be broken
I be everything working against the system
I be the beacon for hope bullets steal from
Better not blink because you may miss it all
But you will not ignore this legacy
So, I'll leave you with this
Sha’Carri hair flip, skin rich, sorry you just starting to notice
But this glitter was gold long before I held it in my hand
My race was predestined, and I only run against myself
So, for those who wear the same shadows know greatness sometimes looks like failure, hate, and second place, before it blooms
p.s. black woman this one is for you...08/02/24
My heart aches for you, I feel so bad,
I wish you could see how beautiful you are, you just don't get it man,
I watch you constantly ask for opinions, how do I look in these jeans?
How do you think I should do my hair? Would you ever date someone like me?
You try so hard to fix your outside appearance that you can no longer see,
Your heart is blinded daily by the spirit of vanity,
It manipulates insecurities and plays with your heart and soul,
It makes you feel like your not good enough, and when you feed it, you allow it to grow,
Use the authority God gave you, starve that demon away,
Stand up and do something, fight for your life, walk out your door without makeup on your face,
Each step you take, you will see, that stronghold will have to let go,
If you don't feed it, it will eventually die of starvation and give your heart room to grow,
Real love will replace those insecurities, And you will look back one day,
And wonder why you even cared about what anyone else had to say.
All of the wrongs we have done to each other,
We will overlook...
W's lawsuit against my church, because they will not permit him to smoke there,
My interminable and intolerable lateness,
J's calling me, 'pathetic',
MY frustration with W's 'INCORRECT' political opinions,
W's insults, via text message,
MY chauvinism about my religion...
J's unpleasant, unfriendly criticism...
ALL these, we will overlook...
And give each other a good ribbing!
It was my birthday 3 days ago, and W buys me breakfast,
And J gives me a birthday gift,
And we all decide to like each other again --
That is, as long as I am willing to take
A proper beating at chess... THREE TIMES!
And it's all good!
All of the wrongs, we don't mention them.
Except, I squeeze W's shoulder, when I come up, and gently remind him
That we agreed to meet on Saturday...
(They called me today, impatient -- it's Friday -- to say, they are WAITING for me)
And "...oh, did I say SATURDAY?" W asks, wryly, and we all laugh,
And it's all good!
We have forgotten the arguments.
I ask for the family news, and it's all good!
You see, each of us knows,
You cannot replace ONE Friendship, with BEING RIGHT.
So, each of us silently admits to himself
That he was wrong,
And we smile, and it's all good!
And THAT'S the Kindness of Men.
never afraid to ask many a question
never afraid to undertake a suggestion
are those with forward thinking drive
as they reach out further so they strive
steering away far from the hive like mind
and the blindness eyes of most humankind
not becoming lost inside the vast mind invasion
or falling for the tricks of one true great salesman
they don`t want to lose what they freely own
rather bled blood then be another duplicate clone
so they live their lives risking to be ostracized
never being the ones to become totally comprised
listening to both sides before making a decision
something we`ve lost with this new world vision
because they have different views and opinions
they are told they are societies biggest villains
Midst unconscious bias along fulfillment height
Against scarcity feelings of carnality’s pest
Brought by low self-esteem, attacking virtuous best
I claim triumph of spirituality-delight.
Praise-propelled as recipient of God’s precious grace*
I'm gripped with serene eternal salvation’s bliss
Though egoistic opinions show mocking hiss
My heart is grateful for blessings through all the days.
Unconscious bias makes me admit what I need
It’s to share with others love that makes them complete
Midst kindness and care, selflessness can’t deplete
Vanquishing vain jealousy, likewise grievous greed.
Truth freely reinforces reality-seal
Against flaws of bias, though unconsciously done
Always earnest while honesty is surely won
Living gladly with others in reaching-out zeal.
*Ephesians 2:8 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God.
August 27, 2024
2nd place, "This or That, Vol 27" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 9/27/2024
Take these words, spin them around,
Hit them, flip them upside down,
Turn them into your response,
But mark my words, it doesn't change what they are,
The truth of the matter, your not fooling,
Because all the proof is in the pudding,
So say what you will, opinions will scatter,
But that doesn't change the fact of the matter,
And matter of fact, let me remind you,
Regardless of what you think, the truth always finds you,
Bringing you back to where it began,
You can run in circles, it will come right back again,
Until you learn to face it head on,
The heart of that issue will never be gone.
All have their battles dealing with life
All have their own personal strife
We have opinions of others, sometimes we won't budge
Each has his own faults, we've no right to judge
We preach about Jesus and all that He says
But don't follow His example, set in our ways
When we sit in judgment nobody wins
He suffered in silence and died for our sins
Mary Magdalene was sentence by man to be stoned
They said that by law her sins must be atoned
Jesus spoke to the crowd and when His speaking was done
Who was left to throw stones? My God there were none
Sometime's life's a blessing, sometimes it's a curse
By judging others we make our lives worse
Being open is not easy for me.
I don’t like sharing too much of me.
Accepting challenges is a new thing,
I’ve got to jump off with the spring.
Proceeding in isolation is foolish,
Look in the mirror, who am I fooling?
Expressing my heart is second nature,
Isolating emotions is especially dangerous.
I can express my opinions with ease,
Knowing me is not as easy as it seems.
Reading me is harder than you think,
What’s the meaning of a sphinx?
I’m trying to put myself out there,
I’m working on it, call Meghan Trainor.
Steps of faith are set before my feet,
Courage to take steps is what I need.