A Third World Prayer

Bruised, blood-stained feet of a child.
Growing pains, working in the fields
‘Till she grows lame.
Dusk ‘til dawn, cultivating rice
hoping one day to get a raise
in status above her siblings.
She has four brothers
so why even bother,
in a male infested world
that she will never conquer.
Sold into slavery at thirteen
to a man 20 years older
in the dark he would behold her,
undeveloped features make her angelic
but a look in the mirror and all she sees is demonic.
Vomiting at her sight, but she really knows
that she’s starving the baby inside,
that she hopes dies, so it won’t have to be a girl
so that she can tell her lies,
that her mind and grace is what makes her defined.
Her bones boldly defined in her thin white garment.
Masked scars she cuts into her arms,
being in hell is the reason
she hasn’t seen her mom in 10 seasons
after her father auctioned her off to this demon.
Laying down in bed
she says her final prayer:

“Lord, swallow the hate that consumes this world.
Shed tears on the fires that burn our souls,
Evoke wisdom for those who will listen,
And I pray peace for all God’s children.”

Young Love

I want you to know I love you.

Yes you, the boy with the eyes, that has a light brown hue,

That turns a dirty blond on a spring infected morning.

You had me at first lust, without even courting.

 

Two young doves when we met.

Moved in together before you and my mother even met.

Mother said slow down, God’s time is the right time.

But the right time is this time because my time, is always the right time.

Or so I thought.

 

Our love fell apart in the fall.

Standing on my wall of regrets I wanted to fall, so that I could never recall,

Not the lies you told me…. well sort of,

But the lies I told myself, thinking this could be love.

Top 10 Best Quotes About Life


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Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. –Thomas A. Edison

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”

Albert Einstein

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”

Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

“Just when you think it can’t get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can’t get any better, it can.”
Nicholas Sparks, At First Sight

“Death ends a life, not a relationship.”
Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie

“Beware the barrenness of a busy life.” -Socrates

“One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.” –John Green

If you are depressed you are living in the past. If you are anxious you are living in the future. If you are at peace you are living in the present. –Lao Tzu

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Here We Go Again

I’m threw,

So I through glasses at you

Hoping one of them will hit you.

As bad as you hit me, when you said I love you.

Here we go again, we fight to make up, to fight to make up.

I know you’re no good for me, so I don’t know why I keep running back.

It’s true that we want what we can’t have, and dismiss what we do have.

Well what I know is real, that is what you will never be. 

My perception created you, now it’s time I destroy you.

Destroy, the peace I thought you gave me, the shoulder to cry on when the world continued to break me.

Here we go again, we fight to make up to fight to make up.

You promised you changed, it’s a lie.

You promised we’ll never go back to that place, it’s a lie.

You said we will work it out finally, it’s a lie

I said I’m ready to move on

That’s also a lie….

 

Shall I Compare Me to a Summer’s Day?

Don’t compare me to a summer’s day.

My hair doesn’t fall effortlessly down my back,

It frizzes and tangles its way to my shoulders.

I don’t glide across the floor when I walk

I occasionally trip, bounce, and sometimes break into dance.

I don’t wake up graciously in my bed like a goddess,

I have a bewildered look in my eyes, as my body is outstretched to every corner of my bed.

My voice doesn’t roll off my tongue like honey,

It usually squeaks when I get into a heated argument.

I don’t go to school looking like I’m going to a runway shoot,

I usually prefer a cute t-shirt, jeans and vans.

Do not compare me to a summer’s day,

Because I am better.

I am me.

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Oprah’s Insprirational Words @ 60 On How to live life (Beware, you will cry)

On her 60th Birthday, Oprah Winfrey wrote a special birthday message on her official website. Read it below:

Sixty. I’m turning 60 this month! I’m so glad I’ve lived long enough to say those words and celebrate their meaning.

I’m turning 60. I’m alive. Healthy. Strong.

I’m turning 60, and—please don’t take offense—I no longer have to be concerned about what anyone thinks of me! (You know, the old Am I doing it right? Am I saying it right? Am I being what or who I’m “supposed” to be?) I’m turning 60, and I’ve earned the right to be just as I am. I’m more secure in being myself than I’ve ever been.

I have reached the moment Derek Walcott describes in his beautiful poem “Love After Love”: “…with elation / you will greet yourself arriving / at your own door, in your own mirror / and each will smile at the other’s welcome.”

I am in awe of the way my journey here on earth continues to unfold. My life has been marked by miracles for as long as I can recall—and even before. (My entire existence is the result of a onetime frolic under an oak tree.) My early days speaking in a Mississippi Methodist church—Baptist leanings, shoutin’, and Holy Ghost included—prepared me for a future of speaking in a public arena I could never have imagined.

And now, at 60, I simply want to share what I’ve been given. I want to continue to encourage as many people as I can to open their hearts to life, because if I know anything for sure, it’s that opening my own heart is what has brought me my greatest success and joy.

My highest achievement: never shutting my heart down. Even in my darkest moments—through sexual abuse, a pregnancy at 14, lies and betrayals—I remained faithful, hopeful, and open to seeing the best in people, regardless of whether they were showing me their worst. I stayed open to believing that no matter how hard the climb, there is always a way to let in a sliver of light to illuminate the path forward.

We go through life discovering the truth about who we are and determining who has earned the right to share the personal space within our heart.

This I also know for sure: God—however you define or refer to Him, Her, or It—is for us. The forces of nature are for us, offering us life in abundance. We humans narrow what is an open field of wonder and majesty to the myopic reality of our day-to-day experiences. But there is extraordinary in the ordinary. Every day and every breath is magic—if we can only see it for what it is.

Some days the awareness of the sanctity and sacredness of life brings me to my knees with gratitude. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the idea that the little girl from Mississippi who grew up holding her nose in an outhouse now flies on her own plane—my own plane!—to Africa to help girls who grew up like her. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound!

I approach this milestone, the landmark of 60, with humility, supreme thanksgiving, and joy. Knowing for sure grace has brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.