Right In Writing Fighting Social Media

So you know
So you say you know
What do you know
Especially about what I know?
So that you're hell bent
On telling me what I meant
So knowledgeable of my intent
That there's no way
That you could possibly be wrong
Right?
You can't call me and talk about it
You can't speak to me about it
But you know what I'm saying
Right?
Wrong.

Glass Hopes

I have no words again
Left speechless
Even though I have been here before
It should come as no surprise
That I am left here
To pick up the pieces
Of shattered hopes
Still fragile from the last disappointment
I guess now I am wondering
Whether it's worth it
To summon the shred
Of inner strength and perseverance
To patiently glue my expectations back together
Or just call it
Say that I'm done
Stop trying to give chances
That are quickly becoming scarce
See I get
All wrapped up in who I think I need to be
All trapped up in keeping this life together
Really just now noticing
I am finding happiness in a place
That gets farther and farther away
And as wonderful as that place is
I get filled with a tangle emotions
Mad that happiness is such a long distance
Guilty that I can't bring happiness closer
Sad that this is how it has to be
I just can't get over it
Because I still have to carry on
Someone has to make everything okay
Even as I sweep the pieces of my hope
And wonder what to do with them

Is There Anybody Out There?

I am back! It's crazy that I haven't been back here in a while. I have just been so busy and I have rarely felt inspired. Things have been fair to middling, as the old people say. I have written a few things on the Facebook, that I'll post up here in a bit. In the meantime, it's been a long time, I probably shouldn't have left you without a dope rhyme to get to...;-)

Is there 

Anybody out there

Looking for something

Like me?

That something

Something that

Fills up 

That empty space

You never knew you had

Until it starts aching

Like your stomach

6 hours after breakfast.

Is there

Anybody out there

Who can't figure out

Why when you have taken 

All the puzzle pieces

Out of the box

You have a beautiful scene

With one piece missing

Dead in the center?

Where is that missing piece?!

Can anybody hear me?

IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?!

Wrong

What is wrong? you ask me
I can't even perform the action
to voice my dissatisfaction
to you
How did I get here?
to a place where
all I know is pain
on my face there is a strain
from smiling
so that everyone thinks
I am all right,
even now when I am not
I have this perverse theory
that if I make everyone else happy
some of it will rub off on me
I just need.....
something
somebody
Hell if I know
I just feel needy
I think I just need a life
To live
With people
With hobbies
With love
With laughter
I have been existing
For a while now
I just need life

Womanly (Chinyere's Response)

I am a female
2 breasts
2 ovaries
A cervix
A vagina
A period
And 2 X chromosomes attest to that.

I am a woman
My maturity
My mother
My father
My friends
My home
My life
And my struggles attest to that.

I am a woman
I am a person
I am a human
I am not a doormat
I am not a child

If you want someone to control
Go find a child
That child has come from a woman though
So both women and children
Should be respected
There are no boys without women
There are no men without women.

Oh the hypocrisy
That you sir
Want to take from me
Yet I give to you freely
And would give more if only you ask
Ask humbly
Ask gently
Ask quietly.

Oh the irony
That you john
Want to disrespect me
Yet you brought me here
Yet you left me here
Yet you made me think
That disrespecting and cheapening
My temple is the only way
To survive

Oh the audacity
That you boy
Want to denigrate me
Yet you came from me
Your mother is a woman
Like me
She birthed you and gave you life
Like I will birth and give life
She was once my age
And I will soon be hers
Boy, do you love her?
Do you love your mother?
Would you let any male talk to her
As you talk to me?

Oh the absurdity
That you politician
Want to choose for me
Want to take away my choice
Want me to cede what little control I have
My consent was taken from me
My peace was taken from me
By some random male
Or maybe even someone I know
Now I am with child
All the while
You politician
Want to choose life for this child
When I didn't choose his or her conception
You proclaim the father's rights
What about my rights?
What about my right not to be raped?
What about my right to have closure?
What about my right to have a child without being reminded of their horrible conception?

I am womanly
To be respected
To be understood
To be loved
From my very essence
To my body
So I proclaim this
I assert this
In spite of these
So called men
Who try to
Usurp
And deny
My womanness.

Ask Me Why

ask me why i write
right now i write
to get right
to get to write
is a necessity
especially
when
mom won't listen
& i am missing
my patience & empathy
since none is given back to me
i am giving
i have given
more than i ever thought possible
now it seems impossible
that i can receive generosity myself
nowhere else
can i be for free
and feel so uncomfortably
as in this place
the place
that i used to call home
alone
where no one talks
so i chalk
another tick mark
on my mental wall
so these keys
this screen
these pixels
are my testament
my testimony
my words
my thoughts
that cannot be invalidated

Dark Chocolate & Dark Women (For Chinyere & Darius)

You know what they say about dark chocolate
Then again, maybe you don't
Dark chocolate is good
Good for your heart
These compounds called flavonoids
Happen to be in this wonderful plant
Called cocoa
In chocolate with 70% cocoa or greater
In dark chocolate
Flavonoids are in enough supply
To improve cardiac and vascular health

You know what they say about dark women
Then again, maybe you  don't
Dark women are supposed to be sweet
The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice
Dark women are supposed to be ugly
"You're so pretty for a dark girl."
Dark women are supposed to be easy
"You know my side chick is kinda dark but my main chick is light."
Dark women are supposed to be less than

You know what I say about dark chocolate
Then again, maybe you won't
Its bitter sweetness works sometimes
But its too bitter for me
Tastes really good with bacon
On the whole though
I don't like it
Milk chocolate is my thing
Although dark chocolate is good for my heart


You know what I say about dark  women
Then again, maybe you won't
I am a dark woman
Don't you dare ever
Entertain the thought
That it's okay to disrespect me
Denigrate me
Like your sister
Like your mother
Like your granny
Like you great great great great granny
Aren't the same shade as me
It's not motherfucking okay
What you do with yourself
Whether to love yourself
Or to hate yourself
Is completely your business
But I expect nothing less
Than your civil kindness
Because your self worth
And my self worth
Are two different things
To never meet or accompany each other
So think about your mother
When you rain your insults
And how you would feel
If you saw some random man
Raining those same insults on her
We dark women
Have birthed
Have bred
Have raised
Have worked
Have starved
Have sacrificed
Have cried
Have given
Have died
For you
For your presence
For your gratitude
For your respect
So don't expect
My assent
And or consent
For you to be hell bent
To blackmail me
Sorry boo
I'm already black
And I'm returning the mail