seeing through

When You Look at me, What do you see?

 

When you look at me, What do you see?
When you look at me, what do you see?
A
newborn child who is already to be born into this new century!

 

When you look at me, what do you see?
A young teen, who is as beautiful as she!

 

When you look at, what do you see?
Tall black women, who is almighty!

 

Now tell me, when you look at me, what do you see?

 

Let me leave you with something, so that your mind can open up and
realize.

 

When you look at me, this nice young lady...
All you will see, is the real me who I want to be!

 

Now tell,
When you look at me, what do you see?

Cool

Say Hello To You

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Your deepest desire is to possess,

And yet you are abundant with love,

However restless the urge, 

It is locked in a cage,

Because of your blindness,

Keeping clipped it's feathered wings,

And wear it's eyes upon your face

Like the tattoos painted on Atayal women,

And feel your way through the darkness

With tentacles extended out through the apex of your heart,

That emerged from the desperation of being forced 

To learn how to thrive off of suffering,

Feelers for intuitive mime and bands of neuronal waste,

Originating through longing,

And surviving off the dreams of the dead.

 

You are the first one of your kind,

You don't have to crawl on hands and knees

In order to be blessed and hallowed,

Just remove the paint, and wear the feathers 

Of the softest ugliness you can find

In the hollow places of yourself,

And they'll grow to be as beautiful 

Or more beautiful as those you grapple and claw 

Lure and conspire, to possess,

That belong to others,

Because you can only ever

Have what you have,

And what you do not have,

You will never have.

 

 

 

12:47 AM 7/5/2013

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem about when we think that we need something from someone else, due to being blind about how much we already have. It's a work in progress...like life.