Friday, November 20, 2015

IDENTITY



I've elevated thinking
Awakened
Consciousness
Raised eyes to creator
Found the true me.

I expand to reach
Higher self
Ascending in galaxies
Unfolding the call of
Divine femininity.
I found the true me

I big brown eyes
Curves in hips
Full lips
Booty jiggles
Manifested melanin
In freckles
Kinks in curls
Love the skin
I am in…
Found me

Me in banned textbooks
Engraved on Egyptian walls
Hidden in Demi-Gods
Traces of eraser leave
Specks on blackboards.
Intertwined cosmic
On Vatican Walls
Flow with Ocean waves
Blows with wind breeze
Discovered me.

I whitewashed
Deleted in history
Erased in Scared text
Assassinated to prevent,
Revealing
The Nicean Creed.
Raped
Molested
Ethnic Cleansing
Gentrification
Permed hair
Narrowed wide nose
Bleached skin
Reconnect with me.

I sing “we shall overcome”
Because we are awakening.
Afrika is rising
Ancestors are speaking
Kings are leading
Queens are teaching
Children are reaching
Higher heights in history.
We found us.

We are building
Black love's uniting
Authors are scribing
Black
Is
Beautiful.
Our history revealing
itself.
Hidden Colors
Translucent through white walls.
“Brown skin's” back in.
Afro puffs increasing
Awareness rising
Drum calls
Synchronizing paths.
We found our true selves.

Heart beat in-sync
Love manifesting
Knowledge increasing
“Power to the people”
Is not just a chant
But a lifestyle.
Group Economic practiced
Parents are active
Teaching African centered
Curriculum.
Found Us.

Collectively agreeing
Differences aside
Unifying one tribe
We found each other.
Thus finding ourselves.
I raised my eyes and saw you.
My brother and Sister
I've found myself
In you

© Copyright 2015 Leola Latonya Bellamy. All Rights Reserved.






Love Manifested



I thought it was you I was awaiting

Me with my bright eyes,

Head in the clouds,

Open to receive what you would give to me

I was ready to love.  

You. You with the strong stance and light behind eyes

That indicated you were not only alive but was thrivin

Determine to live against the grain as I.



I felt inspired to inspire you.

Saw myself come along side and thought we

Could do marvelous things.

I’d be your balance and you would be my strength

I’d scratch your back and you would

Apply peppermint oil to my dry scalp.

And I’d rub your bald head after a long difficult day.

You would be the rock that stabilized me.



Is it funny how I’d see you in my distant future?

And you couldn’t see me past today

How I was thinking of committing

And you wasn’t thinking anything.

Now here I’m left wondering if I’d just fantasized the whole thing.

Left replaying events wondering what I could’ve done differently.

Trying to learn from such a hard lesson.



Forcing myself not to give up,

And wiping each tear away.

I honestly remember when I’d tell myself

Bitch man up, don’t cry.

Not over a man.

How I’ve a grown? Right?

The pain I’m presently feeling is a sign

That I stayed open.

Willing to take a risk on love

Willing to give my inner being.



This, this is not a good bye love poem.

And how I wished to never do it again.

It the contrary

To welcome love again.

For fear is never your friend.

It’s a reminder to my future self

To be vulnerable

Willing to give.

And if pain should knock on your door again

It’s because you choose to live life

As it was truly intended.

You are love.

Love manifested
 © 2015 Aloel Entertainment