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FENCES

I woke up one day
And the cage wasn’t there.
I was free.
The shadows have gone
The sky, cloudless
The hurt, easing its way
Out of my heart like a pinch.
I am free.
So i thought.
But I am not.
I can’t let nobody in.
The locks turn at the
Approach of anyone.
I see the unworthy.
I feel unworthy.
It would seem that
I have built myself
A fence too high.
It’s not freedom.
To be over that fence is.

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WE STEAL THE NIGHT (THE NIGHT STEALS US)

Night doesn’t steal
The light because it is
Her own.
Like maps where
Demarcation lines
Are drawn between
Black and white
Joy and solitude
Good and evil
Light and darkness.
It is the stars, the moon,
The city lights, our wandering
And lost souls that
Steal her darkness away.
We vandalize her satin
Dress and steal her
Show of calm and quiet
Beauty.
We trespass on her
Territory and disturb
Her peace.
We violate her nakedness.
But night,
she never cries.
She allows the crime.
Little did we know
Night finds her way to
Reside in our unguarded hearts.
She grows spots of
Black poppies on
The sky of our hearts.
She steals the sunshine
From their happy valleys
And plains of contentment.
In her silence,
Night cunningly
takes revenge.
You see, our hearts
Were never meant for darkness.
Now it has day and night.

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REGGAE

the sky is a sheet of silk laced
with spots and streaks of fluffy 
cottons. the water curls and breaks
on the sand so lovingly and gently
that the sand glitters at each 
kiss. the air smells of grilled
fish and pork while soda and 
beer come cold in ice melting
into thin air that you could see
them dissipating as they touch
your lips. the trees oblige to
the wind, casting dancing shadows 
on your skin where the sun play-
fully draws lines, contouring the
edges of your tank top on your 
back and slowly burning them into
a darker hue of brown. you raise your 
head, close your eyes, feel the burn
of the sun lusting on your nape, and 
get lost in the soundtrack of the moment.
it’s a good day for reggae.

REGGAE

the sky is a sheet of silk laced
with spots and streaks of fluffy
cottons. the water curls and breaks
on the sand so lovingly and gently
that the sand glitters at each
kiss. the air smells of grilled
fish and pork while soda and
beer come cold in ice melting
into thin air that you could see
them dissipating as they touch
your lips. the trees oblige to
the wind, casting dancing shadows
on your skin where the sun play-
fully draws lines, contouring the
edges of your tank top on your
back and slowly burning them into
a darker hue of brown. you raise your
head, close your eyes, feel the burn
of the sun lusting on your nape, and
get lost in the soundtrack of the moment.
it’s a good day for reggae.

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RAIN

It’s been days.
The earth is damp.
The leaves rejoice
In the swell
Of morning dew
That gently slide
On their hair.
In the coldness
Of dawn
Solitary souls wander
In spaces
Where the sunshine
Hides
Like the roots
Of trees digging
The earth for water.
The treess are happy
On days like these.
People are not.

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