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The Glory is in YOU
For so many of our beloved Artists and Entertainers, the struggle to be human has far surpassed the struggle to be “GREAT”. Anyone can take some singing or dancing lessons, hone their natural skills into an economic success and rise to fame. But the price of “fame” and “fortune” and “success” seems to take your…
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Plop, plop. Fizz, fizz.
Waking up is a muh fuckah.. 😰😩
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Shelter Blues
I got the blues. The shelter Blues. The homeless shelter Blues. Tired of being homeless, tired of being po’. Tired of being punished for lacking financial dynamo. The curfew. The expectations. The staff with no compassion. The meals with no flavor. The uncomfortable beds, rooms too hot or too cold. It’s never just right. Man,…
anxiety, bad feelings, feelings, government, home, homeless, HOMELESSNESS, mental health, mindset, poem, poverty, shelter, society, story, them, they, waking up, what’s next, worse -
A Poem b4 counting sheep 🐑
As I lie awake in the middle of the night, my mind wanders. Awakened to the darkness of the truth. The wrong people are in charge. Always keeping the light on, taking more than their fair share of the resources. I lie awake. Little things, big things, imaginary things, keep me awake. X
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Censored: parents just don’t understand..
Sigh. How did I find myself here? I’ll tell you how. And no, I’m not BLAMING my parent for anything.. I’m acknowledging harm done. I’m acknowledging trauma and drama passed down from generations. Parents ought to understand that the trauma and pain and misunderstanding you went through as a kid, was half their fault. They…
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FAME! I WANNA LIVE FOREVER! I WANNA LEARN HOW TO FLY!
See. Me. Subscribe. Follow. Me. Like. Comment. Share. Me. I grew up wanting to be famous. You know, be on tv and stuff. I wanted my own show like Raven. I wanted to sing. Make people laugh, cry, applaud. Me. Shy. Quiet. Anxious. Stutter. Whisper. Shh. Me. I knew I was scared of something. The…
chosen one, darkness, Divine, Dreamer, dreams, Elevation, everything, good feelings, HOMELESSNESS, me, mindset, myself, pain, poem, poetry, ready, reinvention, Renaissance, RENAISSANCE ERA, sad, Self, soul, starseeds, starting over, them, us, why, you -
Who, Me?
Karima means noble and generous. Reemah is feminine and strong. If only the words could tell me who I really am. It’s my name. But, what’s in a name? History. Culture. Science. Signs. Symbols. All in a name. A name I was given. I have strong intuition and insights. I’m creative, compassionate and…
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– It’s time to put up or shut up. No more running. 🙇🏾♀️ but it’s like, I don’t wanna run. I wanna stay and fight. And win. 🙌🏾 – It’s time to put up or shut up. Go big or go home. 🙆🏾♀️ But, it’s crazy cuz I used to be scared. I can’t be…
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Useless
Sigh 😔 I know I’m trippin’, but I feel completely useless rn. 😣 Who I am, who I want to be, are of no use to my reality. 😧 My reality needs fear 😱 and conformity 🥸 and pressure, 🔧 to create progress and benefits. 🤖 I need peace 😇 and divine order 💫 and…
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Blue pill infomercial
I took the blue pill. This is my story. . . . I wake up at 2 am on a Friday night. Another Friday to wallow in my loneliness. I flip through the rolladex of my memory. To find all the humiliating moments and piece them together like a jigsaw puzzle. . . . The…
anxiety, bad feelings, blue pill, Consciousness, darkness, dreams, evil, fall, God, good feelings, hope, life, love, mental health, mentality, mindset, mistakes, night, pain, poetry, reality, sad, soul, strange, The machine, the matrix, them, they, us, waking up
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