Posted in Poetry, Truth Series

Soul of the Voiceless

My face hit the hard floor in one quick sweep,

My skin was bruised as I lay there, wondering what happened.

I didn’t expect what happened next..

I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders,

Knee bones boring holes in my back,

Jostling breath out of my lungs.

I tried to hold still,

Perhaps, if I didn’t move, maybe he’d let me live.

But he wasn’t going to budge.

Hatred filled eyes judging me for being black,

As though we get to pick the color of our skins when we’re born.

Besides, what is so black about being black?

The way I see it, white has no meaning when the heart is darkened by hate and prejudice.

Oh the lies we tell ourselves that we’re superior to others,

Forgetting that death is an equalizer regardless of race.

For a brief second, I remembered Jesus’ death on the cross,

My mama would remind us every Easter;

“It is finished.”

Though most times she used that phrase to refer to her famous Easter fried chicken.

But who was I to utter same words?

I still had a life to live,

People to love and be there for,

Dreams to fulfil,

It wasn’t finished yet—

“I can’t breathe.”

Maybe if I shout it loud enough,

This man who represents the law, and the equality before the law will have pity on me,

That’s me hoping against hope, that this fellow who had total amnesia about my human right to life would somehow still let me live.

I can’t breathe, became my final words,

As he seized a life he had no power to give.

It doesn’t make sense!

Humans trying to play God,

Deciding who gets to live and who doesn’t,

Yet forgetting so soon,

That the God whose role they’re trying to play,

Created them black, white, diverse, colorful and tastefully different.

I hope my death makes more sense than the way I died.

-m.e.2020

Posted in Poetry

Shine On

I watched the sunrise today.

It was dressed in red.

It rose gently, majestically,

Piercing through greyish-blue skies.

It rose over the waters—

the deep green water with patches of plants and fishermen lazily paddling across.

I watched the sunrise today,

And it reminded me,

That it was okay to be me.

The sun didn’t have to fit in with the sky.

It didn’t have to reflect the waters down below.

It was just the sun—beautiful, bold and bright.

Don’t be afraid to shine today.

-m.e.2020

Posted in Mental Health Files

Trapped

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Trapped.

To be held against one’s will.

But what if it is my will that barged in and handcuffed me?

What if it’s my power to fight and defend myself that has chosen to surrender the white flag and be taken as a prisoner of war?

My mind is a fortress.

But does it keep away evil or does it lock me out from everything good?

These thoughts are everywhere,

They keep coming…

I’m surrounded. Continue reading “Trapped”

Posted in Mental Health Files

How does anyone keep positive in these times?

Hey guys!

More than ever before, I feel like my emotions have been on a rollercoaster. One moment I’m happy and hopeful, the next I’m flat on my back on the floor imagining the Grim reaper’s visit. Okay, maybe not that dramatic, but you get the picture. Lol.

Continue reading “How does anyone keep positive in these times?”

Posted in Mental Health Files

It’s okay not to be okay

Hey guys!

How are y’all coping with the global pandemic and lockdown? Well, for me it’s been crazy. If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you’d know I’m largely introverted and enjoy the four walls of my home. But these days are different. I still wish for the option to go out so I don’t lose my mind. Welps! It’s all for our safety! Continue reading “It’s okay not to be okay”

Posted in live series, Other fun stuffs

An Introvert’s Guide to Social Distancing

Hi guys!

So you know how in most apocalyptic movies, there are people who are fit for survival and well those who aren’t. In this battle against covid-19, the introverts seem to be the ones with the survival skills of social distancing to avoid the virus. Does this mean only extroverts will be caught by the zombies as in the movies? Well, not really…

Here are some helpful things to do while practicing social distancing or self isolation: Continue reading “An Introvert’s Guide to Social Distancing”