People are blessings too
She was a blessing for a young girl
the way you moved my heart
away from loneliness into love
you made me believe
that miracles do happen
You were the one and only gift
for so many lost souls
and I pray to God that
that He will bless you too
– I will be missing you
coming home meant
resting my head on her shoulder and listening to her voice
now her heart has stopped I have become the girl that sits outside
Yes, I am from the diaspora
Yes, I am the girl from outside
BUT
Maybe I am becoming more aware of my own humanity
Maybe the loss of the one who birthed me makes me feel things more deeply
Maybe it is seeing my people express their pain through tears and poetry
Here I am in front of the screen
thousand of miles away
grieving with you all
You were scared that I was going to lose God
I was never going to lose God
just myself for a little while
you forgive to save your own soul
It never was an all encompassing love
Forget your grey eyes
the love there has died.
find a loved one and ask for a hug
I was 11
when I had to write
the definition of the word immigrant
I thought of her
”My mother is an immi…”
At 16
my mother died
she stopped being my constant
she stopped being an immi
and I became one
will you dance in my rain?
or bathe underneath her sun?
blunt because the world is temporary
blunt because time is running out
I am sincerely and lovingly blunt
because I know when you go round
you go dizzy and everything goes fuzzy
you miss the signs, the signs
that could have saved someone
when you are blunt with love
you see the bigger picture
of saving a life
and not saving face
Take a seat 