Flipped …a poem, kinda

hurt flipped upside down is pain

I don’t know if this is an official quote but if it is, I agree

there is no hurt without out pain

where is your aim

don’t call me lame

pay attention

you need to learn to listen

I’m hurt.

You’re hurt.

we don’t realize years of pain

and what have we gained?

sons taken from their mothers

sold

sold again

no longer knowing your kin

present

day

I’m hurt.

You’re hurt.

They say don’t connect to your ancestors.

It’s because they oppress us. Who is they?

Speak to me Lord, my most Highest ancestor.

I’m hurt.

You’re hurt.

I didn’t want to be here.

You asked for this…

You asked for me to be here

I didn’t choose you

how does it even go

will we ever know

what I know is God

The Most High God (mines)

infinite creator

He did it. So.  I am here.

With you. You with me.

We are here.

Together.

clueless, it’s our first try

at least that is what we know of

memories, a movie in your head

action. present

future, all your past thoughts

whether if it’s our 1st time or 100th

we have memories

how do we make those memories

brain

action. present.

There are so many memories I wish I could have cherished, Kodak moments… family photo album… wisdom

If she were my guardian angel I’d tell her let’s talk every night help me through this thing called life.

I ask God, was it David that said for to his angels he has given command about you

Can you be me? …this is somebody’s else’s written story - we swear they talking to us… everything is talking to us

So if you is me one more favor

Can I talk to my angels?

Let me talk to them… like really talk

witchcraft: Schizophrenia

you all think witchcraft is of the devil, like its a grand negative disaster

when it’s you

it’s me

ungodly

moments

words, the biggest spell

19 The acts of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality,impurity and debauchery; 20 idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions 21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like.

We all fall. Short.

I’m hurt.

You’re hurt.

I watched the pain go down the tree

bloodshed our ancestors were dead

down the drain knowing it won’t clog another

the weight I will carry for my sister and my brother

may the hurt in our heart

go down the drain

let our love not stop

let it not break us apart

I’m hurt.

You’re hurt.

I stand in the shower

for maybe about a hour

I cleanse my skin

releasing the pain within

mines and my kin

it’s getting hotter and hotter

I shed tears for my forefathers

the burns on their back

the sneak attacks

and now we go against our brother

our mother our sister our father

when you have a soul tribe

you can get through things

because even if your name isn’t on that prayer list

it’s in their hearts that’s what sets them apart

they carry you even when they are not with you

the intricacies in the synchronicities

the head of my tribe

is The Most High

I’m hurt.

You’re hurt.

how you worship is how you worship

I washed all the pain down the drain

loving others as-is

boundaries and all

pain is just flipped upside down hurt

acting from hurt, healing

the pain is gone

stay way from the wicked

even the righteous is evil

even he will enter into peace

pagan religion denounced

wicked wicked wicked

Isaiah 57

me dreaded and feared

11

I guess I do walk with my demons

that evil spirit is always near

but God

build up build up

prepare the way

remove every obstacle from my people’s way

years ago

a word said

your secret keeper

is neither

no secret

no keeper

untrustworthy

so I started telling stories

I kept my secrets safe

untrustworthy

hurry

repent of your sin

so you can get in

117

yellow black

dead end