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Words Inside My Head...

SHINE by Kim El
(Kim’s Redemption Poem)

Written by: Kim El  ©2006

 

 

Response to the Killings
Written by: Kim El ©2001

 

It was like the moon opened up her mouth and told me, “This is who you are.”…

Placed me next to the sun and a star and said, “Shine!”

So I did and a love returned inside of me like when I was a kid again

It had me stepping out of shadows layer’d in sin.

And in an instant a light came into my life

It pushed years of psychological abuse to the left and to the right

Then suddenly my molecules moved and shifted

I felt blessed and gifted…Have you ever felt this way?

Well, maybe it’s because the Moon never came to you to say, “Shine!”

See, like many women who walk this earth, 

I have been wearing the blackness of my skin inside out

Always ready to scream and shout about nothing and everything

My spirit wanted to sing. But for years I have been on the edge of darkness and light

Contemplating the wrongness and right of this world

Then the Moon said to me, “Baby, girl…it’s time for you to fly!”

And she asked me why I stayed hidden in the shadows

Told me that only God knows what’s on the other side of my day

Asked me to feel his light when I meditate and pray

And to know that the same sun that melts the wax

Also hardens the clay…Hey!  Have you ever felt this way?

I’m here to tell you today… it’s your time to Shine!

Now when my life is stressful, and my Angels tell me to “Be still”…

I know it’s my inner glow that will help me heal… so

when it’s time for me to go out on a date it will be with just me myself and 

I won’t hesitate to celebrate because now I’m walkin with my

Spine and solar plexus straight…wait! Is that me in the mirror with a smile?

You better know it is and even though it took a while

My inner shine is gonna help me travel that extra mile…

Oh yeah, I’ll still meet brothers on my journey who will stop me and say,

“Hey, sistuh you got a nice behind!”

But this time when they see me… they gonna have to recognize my Shine!

 

 

When he woke up that morning

he didn’t know that this would be his last day to wake up

thinking this would be

his last day...

then there was gun shot spray

everyone ran away & there he lay

Brothers r u listening?

this was his last day

Sisters did u hear me?

he passed away

accepting pain, death & dying

as an alternative way of life

gangsta strife

you know, don’t leave home without ur gun or knife

he bragged about having so many women

but now he’ll never know the love of a wife

he was hustling for his seeds

but a father is what his babies really need

now there's blood on the ground over crack & weed

 

i was at a non-violence meeting for peace

while shots rang out in my neighborhood &

the statistics increased

i'm on a mission to save one at least

its' no longer just up to the police

 

see, this brother didn’t get a chance to say goodbye

now his soul is on the other side

and some might call his death

Statistic Number 3, 245

but where I come from

we call a death like his

Genocide

 

 

 

Natural Naps & Drum Beats
Written by: Kim El  ©2014

 

 

Africa

you keep calling me

like my mama did

when the street lights came on

 

 

i hear you loud in my ears

& i better come when you call

because there might be 

consequences 

for being disobedient

yes, i'm running home to you in my

mind

your sun be tannin my skin

my hair be flyin free in the wind

i smell your sweet yams & collard greens

cookin slow

yes, i know my history

& glad to be representini'm

a powerful people with a colorful past

Africa

 

 

i'm not gonna be the last to sing your 

song

i hear your drum beats

& i'm running home to you in my mind

i wonder what i'll find this time

 

 

 

 

 

 

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