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Shae Elcock Poem
They say keep fighting
All these wrongs that I've been righting
What's left, left in these writings
In the dark looking for lighting
They say keep fighting
A war which there's no winning
The boundaries are only thinning
I was love in the beginning
They say keep fighting
I don't feel!
Like a paraplegic
I fed my love to bulimics
It hardened me, made me strategic
But I say keep loving
Not everyone will be deserving
Paradoxical when you're hurting
But even seeds grow after buried.
I say keep loving
I know it's a haystack but be a needle
Love of self and another's equal
Hurt people just hurt people
So we need to keep living
I put a halo on you like a blessing
Sentenced myself from the lesson
Forgot love and was regressing.
No! I need to keep loving!
My wall encloses my enemy
Avoiding pain is what kills me
My account of death resurrects me
To love is to start living
We idolize Netflix and chilling
We say "Eff love" and it's soul killing
Because we’re love but we stopped giving
To live is to start loving
Copyright © Shae Elcock | Year Posted 2017
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Shae Elcock Poem
A woman of mystery
Dressed in red
The blood of jealous women's misery
Her mouth is discretionary
Her words planned perfectly
Others fix their mouths loosely
But with her details, she's choosey
She only said
What she wants spread
Her stories are wildfire
The gossip about her never tires
She sees it all but is blind
To admirers and liars
Her eyes downcast
As though others are sire
But it's obvious she's a Queen
The streets are her Empire
She walks with so much power
Her strength turns real ones into cowards
She's comfortable in solitude
But can mingle in bursts like spring showers
Watering their minds,
Changing attitudes
Leaving the destitute
In gratitude
Though she's a Queen,
Her greatest joy is servitude
Oh, but won't hate make waves
Even those the Queen helped
Can be swayed
She was never forceful
She won't persuade them to stay
She'll still be here
After they've strayed
And she'll welcome them back
As though it didn't cause her dismay
Though she personally removed the swords
After being betrayed
See, perfection was her greatest imperfection
She mirrored the worst of other's projections
She should have detached
But she allowed the belief
That it was her who needed correction
Blinding those with her light
Wasn't her intention
So she dimmed her light in redemption
Oh, it made the shadows dance,
But in turn revoked her ascension
The realest one
Undone
By misconceptions
A haggard with no secrets
Dressed in black
Telling a story of regret
Of mourning a death
Her mouth is crooked
From the addictions picked up
Trying to regain a high
That she used to feel all the time
All that's the same,
Are her downcast eyes
But now they seek coins on the street
Not humility
And her outbursts are strategic,
To appear crazy
When you give them something to talk about,
It makes their lips idle
It wasn't until she consciously spiraled
That she spared herself from
Gossip, slander and libel
What a paradoxical method of survival
The homicide of a rival
And suicide of an idol
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They say death comes in threes
And love has killed me three times.
I am Lazarus and Odin,
I am Persephone
But I won't come back this time.
Yes, I could fly
But I like the sinking.
I sink like Osiris,
I am Lemminkainen
Dionysus has seen death and couldn't stop drinking
I am too drunk to follow Truth's direction
I can't make it right, I'm all that is left
I was whole and can bring charges to some for theft
And ask for the life of the one responsible for my death
Who has denied me thrice in one breath.
I'll be honest, my lovers maimed me but I committed suicide
I'm not as strong as Mother to spring back from winter
So don't look at me and decide I deserve life
My crimes are heinous and death still too good for a sinner
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Shae Elcock Poem
Have you ever been fooled
By the moon in still waters?
Mistaken for real,
How do you tell real from an imposter?
If I stir the image of the moon,
Will the ripples ensue chaos?
And cause nagging fish
To surface from the bottom?
Tepid waters preferred
Among the timid hearted.
So watch for insecurities
In the steam of hot water.
I say, how do you catch an imposter off guard?
Planned warfare,
I stir emotions like a guerilla at large.
Set fire to the grass
And watch the snakes slither abroad.
I demand my respect like my title is Sarge.
You don't even love you,
I don't need you to like me.
They're quick to say friend
But my foes make better company.
How do you tell a friend from an enemy?
Stir the false reflection
To find loyalty or insecurity.
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Officer, I’m here to turn myself in
"What did you do? Start at the beginning."
I didn’t do anything,
Negligence is my sin
I was walking the street with my friend
We saw young men lurking around,
Playing music
"That’s not a crime, did they have weapons,
Did they use them?"
No, the problem was a real young girl
Under the influence
If anything happened to her,
It’s the men’s fault,
Not the liquor or her abuse of it.
I’m so ashamed,
To have seen her and look away
Like a short while ago I wasn’t in her place
So please, take me in and throw away the key
I won’t dispute any thing or try to bargain for a plea
New Yorkers say we’re from NYC
We’ve seen everything
As if it absolves us of responsibility
We tell ourselves it don’t got nothing to do with me
But with the molester, the rapist, the abuser,
Bystanders are just as guilty
Tell me how we’re in the city of no sleep
But no one saw anything
Or was it simpler to turn a cheek?
I hold myself accountable,
But know some just as liable
Although they’d never admit their role
Because they live in denial
And when they’re trying to find perps,
To me they’re easily identifiable
They’re the mutes who walk by,
Citizens who are unreliable
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