Identity (Baobab Tree)

Do not allow yourself to be asphyxiated by lies
Breath freely for your health
Worry not for unscrupulous traduce
Unfounfed words and opinions of others, have no bearing on your wealth
Invest instead in the currency of the soul
Find value in the process of all time spent
Embrace the ebb and flow of life’s tide
To even the difficult lessons we must attend
Do not be slave to bondage of withering condemnation from others
For in the end it is of to you no consequence
Resist temptations to seek savage vengeance
Do not enter into others recompense of karmic debt
Do not concern yourself with their ignominy
It will always say more of them, than it ever will of you
For those who matter most,
shall always see your coruscating truth
So let them posture
Dare not fathom for even a moment that you are less
Your authenticity has longevity
They are yet to muster that which is your strength
So do not fall to truncated conjecture
Stay on the path to inner peace
Keep grounded,
as the strong roots of the baobab trees
Growing heavenward
A show of your true identity

Willow Breeze

I am the soft wind in the willows
Moving swiftly
Bending with time
Whistling as I dance with the flowers
Mostly I am pleasant
The refreshment of a cool breeze
But when I hurricane
I can bring even the most stubborn standing trees to their coarse knees

Because I’m Black

Why do you stare at me from way over there
With such fear as if I’m about to attack
Have I misconstrued
Or is it because I’m black?

Why do you look at me with such foreign eyes
As if blind to another human being
Have you adjudged my skin to be riddled with sin
Because its rich and full of melanin?

Why do you speak words at me with such vulgarity
As if Im myth of nightmares manifest
Do you feel entitled or superior
What makes you think that I am less?

Why do you address me with such sadness
As if you feel a sense of pity
Is it misrepresentations on the tv
Have you been misled
Miseducated about my history?

Don’t you know that I’m from Kings Queens and scholars
Builders of advanced civilisations?
So when you next stare
Please be aware with unmistakable realisation of the truth
I love the skin I’m in
I am simply beautiful