POOJA...WHAT IS SADNESS?

Sadness is the icy surface of the linoleum floor

Pressed against my monster thighs

As I fester in the corner of the school runway

Of lockers and rooms scattered with knowledge

That’s just collecting with dust

Because no one gives a damn to read them

To absorb like a yellow sponge

The verses of Pythagoras and Shakespeare

That washes across the pages like an ocean on the summer sand

I’m just watching the faces of my peers

All smiles, all laughter, not a care in the world

Their eyes stare past me like I’m nothing more

Than a cloud of air in a n early sunset

Or a ghostly spirit hovering over

The graves of those who had robbed their breath

Because they too were seen to be constructed by

The paint and brick of the gates we call ‘The school Hallway’

I am very well alive

I am who I am

And I know they can see me

But they choose to blend me with the concrete

Of the walls my back rests upon

I am a smudge left behind

By the pearly white eraser on a smooth sheet of paper

Scattered with slashes and doodles of flowers and hearts

They think I am ignorant

That I don’t understand what they’re doing

But the stabbing in my heart

Is enough for me to comprehend

I am alone

I am alone

I AM ALONE

And no one can hear the plead in my soul

Just to receive a smile

Or even a tap on the back

Just to know that I exist

Just to know that my heart pumps through my flesh

In this mad jungle of teens

Who think they’re the school’s Hippolyta

Because they have a thousand and one subjects

Who they think are their friends

But really are NOT

They were just looking for someone to be with

And were lucky enough to be accepted

I am not one of them

I am stuck here

In the corner of the hallway

Under water

Finding an open space to breath

The sorrow inside of me fighting to burst out

But I swallow it in

Because I cannot ruin the little armour I have left

It has been beaten, dented, and shamed of its shine

But what remains is my only hope

To not be devoured by the cheetahs that run

But no matter my strength

I can’t help but ask:
When you turn around and look me in the eye

BROTHER CAN YOU SPARE ME A HI?

PLEASE DON’T SEE ME...

He’s vicious

Filled with chocolate and almonds

Strutting around, hunting

Seeking for a timid soul

Shaking in their boots

As if a chilly summer breeze is among the air

But all in the atmosphere is sound

It is simply the sight

Of the familiar scene

Of the giant who lives atop of the beanstalk

Stomping dawn and dusk

Searching for his pure delight

We are peaceful

And we are honest

But his eyes burn

Of gory and fear

And all we can do

Is pray

And hope

That he doesn’t see us hiding

Song Writing*: I Ka Barra by Habib Koite

Song Writing*: I Ka Barra by Habib Koite

I am on an empty street

Dancing

Just dancing away

I’m not sure what I am doing

Or who may be watching me from their houses

Wondering if my mind has been ubducted

From who knows what

I just dance

And let the rhythem of my heart

Lead the way

I’m not sure what will come tomorrow

Or how I will deal with the problems of today

But right now

I am just dancing

Spinning

Running away from my life

And into my fantisies

Where there is no work

No responsibilities

Where I can just dance free

And sing my heart out

With my energy growing stronger and stronger

Instead of the other way around

I wish for a day

When we can all join together

And just dance the day away

And get along

Not worrying about the differences we all have

But instead just celebrating

What we all make up

A community

A world

A beautiful painting

That we can all make

Together

*NOTE: song writing is when I listen to a song and write what comes to mind at the moment I am listening.