Self Love My ego left my heart scared
thinking love didn’t need me.
That was before my image in
the mirror started speaking,
and I then realized that I had
never spoken for myself.
I was always present when
their seemed to be no one else.
He was always there with a blank
stare waiting for me to see me.
All the while was the love
true that needed reaching.
—JG
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Women(My Respect is Given) We live in a world where it’s
laughable to see a woman cry.
We live in a world where it’s
palpable to see a woman hide.
We live in a world!, where women
aren’t as precious as child birth.
We live in a world where women
hurt, and they hurt, and they hurt!
We live in a world! Where woman
only want to be seen as a masterpiece.
And yes women, you are the very exhibit
of what the world needs.
—JG |
Black Man(African King) Black man, black man
know your roots
Black man, black man
know your truths
Shovel your melanin
find the beauties in you
For it’s okay if your first
journey has been recluse
You’ve got a whole
Kingdom marching in lieu
How dem say ‘crown’ in my
Nigerian fingerprint, wear it!
Your are an African King,
bold, rich in value, own it!
—JG |
Making Peace With Me I remain in my mind for thoughts
to combine and make peace with me.
For on the outside I hurt with grief,
and it cuts when my flesh bleeds.
I try to make sense of things but can’t
stay out of the blade’s reach.
Right now they’re all superficial,
but what do I do when it pains deep?
I’m beginning to feel much like that
forbidden river, or worse, that red sea.
What if I cross over to the white light
and God keeps me? But I need me!
—JG
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Imagine That Go there with me
from the day into the night,
when the sun cools its temper
and the moon enjoys the shade.
Let us be free as a cloud,
skipping rain drops in a lake,
remembering that it’s possible
to have fun with the impossible.
Go there with me
from the calm into the storm,
when thunder becomes grumpy
and lightning holds its calm.
Let us be free as a cloud,
packing our bags and moving on,
remembering that it’s possible
to weather what seems impossible.
-Jg
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Imaginary Deep stimulation
Convos from the lung’s depth
Expelled from isolation
A blank space with no one else
And so I am the company I keep
- Jg
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Let’s Go There Go there with me,
from the day into the night,
when the sun cools its temper
and the moon enjoys the shade.
Let us be free as a cloud,
skipping rain drops in a lake,
remembering that it’s possible
to have fun with the impossible.
Go there with me,
from the calm into the storm,
when thunder becomes grumpy
and lightning holds its calm.
Let us be free as a cloud,
packing our bags and moving on,
remembering that it’s possible
to weather what seems impossible.
- Jg |
Acrostic - Poetry P: latue the mind
O: pen your soul
E: stablish a pen
T: ranscribe your story
R: elish the form
Y: earn for the intimacy
- Jg
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Star Person - Recover He was broken, torn from his cosmos,
And ideas of not getting it back frayed.
Hope was far sought, a last tomorrow,
An antic vanishing recollection like age.
Next day came it was dark as night,
Like the sun was as tired as his face.
No amount of space made closure tight,
Listening to all the loose ends imitate.
The following day he was a new moon,
And ugly blemishes were pretty scars.
Thankful to light a way to find his loom,
Although beat, he was not conquered.
-Jg
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Committments
Constantly on top
even behind curtains,
like yesterday’s moon
Blooming to break away
from closed spaces,
a seed achieved from its womb

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