Love Fiercely

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24 hours to love, hopeless romantic, love fiercely

Love Fiercely!

Breathe deep and do more of what makes you happy while you can.

Book The Flight!

Dance in the rain and write your name in the sand.

Stay close to people who feel like sunlight,

Give this world good energy,

And Shine your light on the world.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,

Give people their flowers while they’re here,

And Spread love like it’s your last day in this world.

I mean, if you had 24 hours to love,

What would you say? What would you do?

The perfect time never arrives,

Don’t wait to compliment her eyes,

Don’t hesitate to tell her she is beautiful.

If you love that woman,

You better send her flowers with notecards that read Just Because – just because!

If you know she’d be missed immensely,

You better not wait until she’s gone to appreciate all that she was.

 

If time was running out,

Would you personify Sade’s I Couldn’t Love You More?

If I told you you are a Beautiful Surprise,

Would you leave me like Meshell Ndegeocello – Outside Your Door?

When I remind you:

Such pretty hair

And whisper so beautiful in your ear,

Am I wrong to think Forever My Lady?

How do you suppose I have a type when you are the prototype, sweet lady?

Would hear my love language in my silence?

Would you see the smile in my heart speaks of I think I’m in love again?

If ever I should get a little shy,

Shall I serenade thee with a little If I Should Ever Fall In Love Again?

And should emotions make you cry sometimes,

May you tell me When Will I See Your Smile Again?

 

When I wish that you were mine,

Shall I summon thee with A Ribbon In The Sky or My Cherie Amour?

If time is like a clock in my heart,

Would you Show Me Love like Alicia and Miguel sang, when I walk through the door?

If I told you I love you in place where there’s no space or time,

Would ye sideways, upside down, ceiling or the ground,

Each hour – each second – each minute – each day?

When I text you should be here,

Would reply smiling face with 3 hearts, on the way?

I mean, how could you tell me leave when you mean stay,

When those pretty brown eyes say you’ve already played with the idea of me being here,

Although it’s getting late

And your smile is beaming of woke up this morning – (is it the way) on replay?

 

–@StevieStreets #hopelessromantic Love Fiercely (Everything I Never Told You revisited)

 

Black Love Matters Too

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black love matters, black wellness, kemetic philosophy, protect black womanhood, sentiments of sankofa, she deserves, the cosmos

“Black women deserve a love that doesn’t require suffering first.” –Unknown

 

BLACK LOVE MATTERS
And for that matter
Black Mental Health Matters.

 

Who taught you to make Black Women feel like they don’t deserve?!
How long before you realize love is a verb?
Come on, Black Man,
When you gonna give that Black Woman the love that she deserves?

 

I mean,
Why do Black Girls learn to love from a hurt place?
I mean,
If happiness looks good on her,
Why must ye be the one to put tears on her face?
On second thought,
If the Black Woman is GOD,
Why don’t ye love her religiously,
Worship her African features,
And impart the divine grace that allows her to love from a safe place?

 

Don’t you know,
You should love her fiercely,
Erase her insecurities,
And give her a sense of security?

 

Why don’t ye train your Black Boys to recompense Black Women
For the generations that failed to offer her the surety of intimacy,

Peace of mind and other sensibilities?

 

Should the Black Family be repaired,
The Black Man must draw upon the innate propensity to uplift Black Women, immensely.

 

If energy is kinetic,
the prophecies are Kemetic,
How long before the Black Man propels the Black Woman forward?
How long before ye love the Black Woman endlessly
And reciprocate the same intensity that she offers in support of your well-being and natural abilities?

 

My poems are not poems
and I say that to say:
As long as I can remember,
I remember how brokenhearted Black Women have loved wholeheartedly.
But you don’t hear me though…

Why is it so easy for a Black Woman to take pieces of a man and love him wholeheartedly?
Dear Black Woman,
I apologize for not giving you my full attention and loving you half-heartedly.

 

To the women I’ve once loved,
For those moments when I was emotionally unavailable,
This is my public apology.

 

If the Black Man, Woman, and Child embody the sun, moon, and stars,
I jus’ wanna gallivant the cosmos,
Collect pennies from heaven,
Adore the moonlight in your hair,
Then come back earth to earth reciprocity.

 

If my nostalgic ways are to expound sentiments of sankofa,
I jus’ wanna look around,
Bask in Black Love,
And resound Ancient Kemetic Philosophy.

 

–@StevieStreets #protectblackwomanhood #poem | Black Love Matters Too

Forcibly and Against Her Will

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a woman knows her body, a woman's choice, art is activism, forcibly and against her will, HB 481, heartbeat bill, women's rights

Call me old fashioned but I still believe A WOMAN’S DECISION is a woman’s decision.

I mean, how can the same idiots that oppose Affordable Health Care impose bill in the best interest of women?

Are we supposed to forget Georgia has the highest maternal mortality rates in the United States?

I mean, how could the same state that put educators in prison possibly care about fetal life? When are we gonna talk about juveniles being sentenced as adults in this state?

Don’t worry we’ll Reclaim Georgia by electing delegates that actually confer with the constituent body.

Question: How do you suppose we #endrapeculture while legislation is being forced to take hold of a woman’s body?

I don’t understand why the State of Georgia wants control of a woman’s body…

Does anyone else see the elephant in the room?

Can’t you see, they’re stripping “the rights” right off of women? How long must ye pretend to turn a blind eye?!

How’d we’d let these weak men legislate rape? Why isn’t the LIFE Act considered as a form of forcible rape? I mean, Kemp just signed a bill to coerce consent of a woman’s body!

My poemsvarevnot poems…
and I say that to say: May the words “Forcibly and Against Her Will” resound throughout the room.

But don’t mind me, I just tend to think rape occurs when the victim may be legally incapable of consent…
Then again, who am I to ponder historical legal definitions, the police shoot and kill people that look like me on Facebook Live and the grand jury seems to always find a way to turn a blind eye.

–@StevieStreets #womensrights / #artisactivism #poem | Forcibly and Against Her Will

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📷: @naralprochoicega

When Did Rape Culture Become Pop Culture?

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a woman knows her body, a woman's choice, art is activism, forcibly and against her will, HB 481, heartbeat bill, women's rights

Right wing fanatics have no regard for WOMENS RIGHTS!

When we gonna talk about how the idiots behind the hashtag i am the pro-life generation are staunch proponents of mass incarceration?

I mean, how did we put A WOMAN’S DECISION in the same hands that write tough on crime laws and death penalty legislation?

We can’t even get the GOP to talk sensibly about gun reform yet they expect me to believe HB481 should be used to determine life?!

If you ask me why this heartbeat bill breaks my heart, I will ask you: Where is your regard for life when women are raped?

How does Ed Setzler (and the Republicans who campaigned on conservative values) plan to eradicate the State of Georgia’s sex trafficking epidemic?

When did A WOMAN’S CHOICE become pandemic? When you gonna see we need more euthenics and less eugenics?

I guess anything goes but Kavanaugh is still a nah; I don’t understand how a man accused of rape was not recused from the Supreme Court Justice of the United States.

When did rape culture become pop culture? This can’t be America!

Then again, we let a man who alluded to sexual assault become President of the United States of America.

Sometimes I wonder: Why do assault rifles get more support than survivors of sexual assault in America?

How does “a state that values life” impinge the toughest abortion bill in the country?

Is it me – or did the LIFE Act kill the morale of women throughout the country?

My poems are not poems…
And I say that to say: I jus’ wanted to illustrate how I stand with those that want to Reclaim Georgia and draw attention to the state with the highest maternal mortality rate in the country.

–@StevieStreets #awomanknowsherbody #poem | When Did Rape Culture Become Pop Culture?

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📷 : @millennialsforabrams

Too wOke for The American Dream

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a woman's choice, art is activism, cdc, flint water crisis, hurricane katrina, marijuana justice act, nbc, schools not prisons, social justice, war on drugs

i’m too wOke for the american dream…
if they ain’t tryna kill us, they’re tryna turn us to feigns.
the country’s divided without the wall and it ain’t got nothing to do with skin color; stay wOke my brother, it’s all about capitalist green.
all i know is: the walls are closing in on trump and it’s getting hard to overlook the walls of justice as tough on crime proponents push to legalize green.
how am i supposed to care about your opioid crisis or your medical excuse for drug use when your prisons are filled with my brothers and sisters that tried to scale the walls of justice with triple beam dreams?

when we gonna talk about the unbalanced scale of justice or how the war on drugs mandate fostered the most horrific holocaust to date?
i don’t understand how conservatives are so pro-life when it comes to a woman’s decision yet so tolerant to our brothers and sisters being buried alive in prisons.
why should i worry about a wall at the mexico border, when our brothers and sisters in flint, michigan have been left out to dry amid food deserts and lead-contaminated water?

flint can’t drink tears or well wishes;
my heart is heavy; first they flooded our neighborhoods with drugs then they bombed they levees.
the flint water crisis is biological warfare!
why the cdc put a patent on the ebola virus?
these white supremacists (oops i meant biochemists) have been killing us off for years.

when we gonna talk about the mass murderers that manufactured aids and hiv?
i wonder why they ain’t want bill cosby to purchase nbc.
why we can’t get states to mandate the marijuana justice act before they legalize dispensaries?
i don’t wanna see the world up in smoke while my brothers and sisters with drug convictions are still sitting in penitentiaries.
so no! i don’t care to hear how medical marijuana stops your children from having seizures; f’ you and your legislative bill, last time i checked: our communities are still paying the price of your stop and frisk seizures.

–@StevieStreets #artisactivism #poem | Too wOke for The American Dream

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February 21, 1965

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el haj malik el shabazz, I am a revolutionary, i am Malcolm X, malcolm x, more malcolm than martin, political assassination

February Twenty-First, Nineteen Sixty-Five

The fiery soul of a gallant man was extinguished
Yet the spirit is still alive

As brother Fred Hampton would say:
They can kill the revolutionary
Yet they can’t kill the revolution

In Sixty-Five, they tried to silence the messenger – Malcolm X
Yet his message resounds in 1964 The Black Revolution

It’s been fifty-four years since the political assassination
And the battle cry of freedom still remains in brown eyes

I know what kind of world I’d like to see
Yet why should I lose my identity before the world hears my freedom-cries?

Why should I exercise nonviolence while the strong arm of the law has a chokehold on my brothers and sisters?

If it’s equal rights and justice for all,
Why does the prison industrial complex overtly produce a genocidal gripping on our brothers and sisters?

When is Uncle Sam gonna be charged with violating human rights?

Imagine BLACK LIVES MATTER when the fight for civil rights is expanded to human rights

It’s time for the Black Man to come to the defense of the Black Man;
When the Black Man in this country aids the Black Man in that country
And the Black Man in that country aids the Black Man in this country,
As Black Men unite all around the world,
We’ll have a real revolution

And I ain’t talking that We Shall Overcome,
That is no revolution

“Revolutions will never be won by turning the other cheek!”
As Brother Malcolm used to speak

But don’t mind me;
I just had to take a moment to pay homage to El Haj Malik

–@StevieStreets long live #elhajmalikelshabazz #poem | February 21, 1965

The Strings Tying Us Together (Defining Culture)

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band together, peace love and harmony, the arts, the common ground collective, the culture of us, the key of life, the symphony of life

The ARTS tend to bring us together…

Even in a war torn world,
poetry – music – and art would always string together

In the symphony of life,
That little art in heART shall help us heART the ARTS and connect us forever

Although, at times, we may find it hard to string together common ground,
As we orchestrate our differences in the key of life, the culture of us shall resound

As the inclusiveness of the violin, viola, cello, double bass, and harp string together a beautiful sound,
So too shall the diversity of us create harmony

For the strings tying us together shall always be tied to peace – love – and harmony,
the common ground collective shall always be found in the beauty of banding together

My poems are not poems…
Yet my heartstrings strike a chord amongst those that see the beauty in banding together

And I say that to say:
How long must ye single each other out before ye band together?

As the poets put words together,
The musicians bring instruments together,
And the artists blend colors together,
So too must all walks of mankind come together

As dialect is not detected in laughter,
Joy is the instrument that brings forth the cliché “that is music to my ears!”

For how sweet the sound of a foreign dialect,
When love is the universal language and common ground is shared

To become familiar with your neighbor’s traditions and customs is to erase your fears

-StevieStreets #thecultureofus #poem | The Strings Tying Us Together (Defining Culture)

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#codeofthestreets:

“When we’re defining culture, it’s often about how you can turn something that’s not yours into your own. I always felt that Bach was my music — I lived my whole life living and experiencing this music almost every day. It’s in my skin, it’s in my bones, it’s in my memory – it’s in all my experiences. And I believe that until we stop becoming human, Bach’s music is going to be continually listened to, because of the kind of understanding that he brings to human nature. It is one way that #cultureconnectsus.”

-@yoyoma.official | Prélude to Bach’s Cello Suite No.1 Six Evolutions

Peace to Mark Clark and Fred Hampton

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black lives matter, black panther party for self-defense, homage, I am a revolutionary, I am Fred Hampton

mourning vibes:

Wasn’t no fear, wasn’t no compromise… -Fred Hampton | #iamarevolutionary #powertothepeople #youcantkilltherevolution

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#codeofthestreets:
We’d like to take a moment to celebrate the life of Fred Hampton
We invite you to never forget the day that the FBI and Chicago PD murdered Mark Clark and Fred Hampton

Peace to the ancestors, Mark Clark and Fred Hampton

I AM A REVOLUTIONARY
I AM MARK CLARK
I AM FRED HAMPTON

It’s 49 years to date since them pigs played judge – jury – and executioner

Enter Black America anywhere in the United States,
Them pigs are still playing judge – jury – and executioner

O and The Justice Department it’s just a department…
When we gon’ get justice for all the Mark Clark’s and Fred Hampton’s?

We chant BLACK LIVES MATTER
They mark us for death like they did Mark Clark and Fred Hampton

Dear White People
In case you missed it
We hashtag black lives matter✊🏾
cause the blind eye of justice is still saying Die Nigger Die!

But don’t mind me
I’m just sick and tired of the Black on Black rhetoric
Our brothers and sisters are doing numbers and them alphabet boys want us to die

Yet there will be no fear,
There will be no compromise
ALL THE POWER TO THE PEOPLE

O! All lives matter now huh?
Question:
How is it that those sworn to protect and serve only manage to kill Black People?
Why is it that the epidemic incarceration rates seem to be underpopulated with white people?

When we gon’ talk about COINTELPRO and set my FREEDOM FIGHTERS FREE?

There’s way too many Black Panthers still being held as political prisoners
But don’t take it from me
If you know like I know
NONE OF US ARE FREE, UNTIL ALL OF US ARE FREE

–@StevieStreets #homage #poem | Peace to Mark Clark & Fred Hampton

February 14, 1991

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happy birthday, homage, schlobohm, schroeder street, the hole

February 14, 1991

I’ll never forget the day; I’ll never forget the year

 

I remember when them dirt-bags tried to jump and you suddenly appeared

 

You stood there to make sure I got a fair one, they ain’t wanna shoot the fair one

 

Edwin and I never got chased after that day in ‘85,

Lord knows I was so glad to run into you and Saint-Claire that day in ‘85

 

My mind state was “I might be young but I can still hold a gun,” after you died

 

I was riddled with so many questions – at first glance I had to second-guess the who’s, how’s, and why’s – after you died

 

Sometimes, I still wonder: who could kill the coolest man alive?
You’re still the coolest dude I ever knew, dead or alive

 

It’s been 27 years to date and I still wish you were here

Sometimes I see you with the LL Kangol, frontin’ in the square

 

Heaven only knows what I would do to hear you say: “if you don’t look like your cousin Taylor ha, I swear”

 

It’s been 27 years to date and I still wish you were here

 

Sometimes, I wonder: how it feels to celebrate a birthday knowing your twin is not here

 

Long story short, cousin Dan – you was the man,
I just wanted to take a moment to let you know you still got love out here

 

–@StevieStreets #homage #poem | February 14, 1991

 

Deep AF

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anxiety, depression, emotionally scarred, mental health, you are enough

I’m no stranger to displaced anger and disfunction.

I know what it is to live when anxiety is suffocating
And depression is crippling
And the propensity to be something forces you to function when you’d rather do nothing.

When shall your wounds welcome their scabs?

To heal a wound, you have to stop touching it.

Sometimes I’m coping with mixed emotions like I’m so HAPPY yet so SAD…

Often I’m dealing with the duality of mental health and my best self like
Ego is the enemy and YOU ARE ENOUGH – even in your ruggedness.

Truth be told,
The vibe never lies and energy is everything…
Long story short:
We long for love in view of the fact that we don’t know how to accept it.

I see too many adults living with codependency issues ’cause the child within was neglected.

Question:
Why do hurt people hurt people?
Why do mental health memes cut deep?

MY POEMS ARE NOT POEMS…
I once read: “If you don’t heal what hurtcyou, you’ll bleed on people that didn’t cut you.”
And thought “that’s deep!”

–@StevieStreets #BlackMentalHealthMatters #poem | Deep AF