How many hearts can you grow in this temporary life?
let go of the doubts that this world has given you
when the blessings knock on your door
remember that you are worthy and they are only meant for you
when you prayed for the blessings, you opened yourself up
you surrendered your ego and bowed your head in submission
now when they knock, hold your head up and open that door
accept them because you are meant to be
There is a war going on in my mouth
she was feeding love to your potential
you were seeing your bad habits
when giving love away was messing with her own supply
she went back working for herself
left you singing to your lone self
I want his love and ignore everything else about him
You took the exit and suddenly life was treating me right again
Yes, I am from the diaspora
Yes, I am the girl from outside
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
How do you stop those lost souls
who are addicted to raising hell upon a place
that once was the closest thing to heaven?
How do you stop those empty bodies
from breaking our legs and taking away our light?
How do you stop them from stealing our soul?
You better be committed like my tribe
if you want to be around for all that I have