When I look in the mirror, who do I see? I look at them, at us and at me. If there was ever an image worthy of a good look-see, examine your reflection, it's our connection to each other and to our ancestry.
LEEPAUL
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY LEEPAUL
Look at usWhen I look in the mirror, who do I see? I look at them, at us and at me. If there was ever an image worthy of a good look-see, examine your reflection, it's our connection to each other and to our ancestry.  |
Why is that?My distorted sense of right and wrong does not belong, but still feels right at home in this civilized jungle. |
My MindsetWealth and longevity are built into our skin. We're valued more than most can comprehend. Going as far back with time as childhood friends. The secret of our existence stretches from beginning to end. |
Easy Does ItTrouble is easy to get into but hard as hell to get out of. Which is why it's so easy to hate and so hard to love. |
Cuz, you dead wrongHiding behind the memory of my uncle and auntie. The manipulation tactics formed as weapons against me. Death brings out the best and worst in people close to them. A truth that is so dismissed but yet so grim. |
The BeliefBeing believed in is what I believe in. Believing in you as much as I believe in me. No matter what we go through no one can make me believe otherwise. Believe it or not even the nonbelievers believe in the belief too. They know what believing in someone can do. But they believe in keeping that to themselves. |
Recognizing Black HistoryIt's because I want to. It's because I need to. It's because I have to. It's because of who I am. It's because of my children. It's because of the love of my people. It's because of the past present and future struggle. It's because of what my black history means to me. And not because it's the month of February. |
The PossibilityIs it possible that PTSD affects not only the combat veteran? Is it possible that there are countless PTSD victims that display symptoms but because of the system they're treated as criminals? Is it possible that illegal traffic stops in most cases lead to situations where if you're fortunate enough to survive you're left traumatized? Is it possible that the boys in blue contribute so much more to the dysfunction of the family? At the very least PTSD is worth talking about. |
Played Myself"Your body's here with me" by the O'jays bumped in my head on repeat. Looking in her eyes for any sign of remorse as she prepared to leave. She was proud of who she was and being herself is all she ever tried to be. Suddenly, I realized it was nothing wrong with her, it was something wrong with me. |
The Bigger PictureMy present and even my future hardships will go as quickly as they came. Beyond the temporary troubles of the world, my focus is on what will remain. Can you picture what it is I'm sayin'? Just as sure as my present will be my past, none of my suffering is guaranteed to last. And because I'm one of His "the here and now" is too ugly to be my story, mine will be remembered as "the beautiful promise of eternal glory." |