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Trayvon Martin Dedication: “Black is Just as Right”

15 Jul
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Ayvaunn Penn is an award-winning writer and author of Ephemeral Moments. This book of poetry and short stories addresses issues such as: struggles of faith, domestic abuse, racial injustice, a falling economy, and contemporary love – all through the eyes of a Christian. It is available for purchase on Create Space eStoreTo preview the book, click here To receive Ayvaunn’s daily Bible devotionals by email, click here.

Featured Poem of the Week: “Devil’s Game” by Alicia Cooper

23 Apr

violence-domestic

Satisfied, he falls asleep

Thoughts drifting into dreams

Mad as Hell, I lie awake

Struggling to bridle my screams

Traces of my stolen DNA

Sheathe his most private places

While bleeding cuts and purple bruises

Defile my most sacred spaces

I gently nudge him but he doesn’t stir,

So I connive a hasty retreat

But flashbacks of an invariable scene

Fill my mind with familiar speech,

“You’ll die before I let you go!”

He cautioned countless times

“No one will miss a dumb Black girl!

Killing nothing is no crime!”

His mean and hateful words reduced me,

Rocked my esteem to its very core

But that was then and this is now

I’ll be subdued no more!

My eyes shift to the nightstand

That rests on his side of the bed

The one that holds the cold yellow steel

Which he uses for Russian Roullette

My movement is quick but deliberate

As I slide deftly onto the rug

And tiptoe on aching and shaky legs

‘Round the bed of the man I once loved

My eyes remain fixed directly on his

As I creep ‘cross the carpeted floor

Apprehension begs me to please turn back

But a still voice whispers, “No more!”

I seize the knob with a trembling hand

And pull open the drawer with precision

My heart is racing like a runaway train

As I ponder the cost of my decision

But, I have no time for contemplation

And although I know it’s dead wrong

I choose life for me instead of for him

I must get back to where I belong

My deadly gold savior greets me

With a cold and malevolent grin

Where many nights he was my tormentor

Tonight he is my friend

Never one to handle this gun

It’s much heavier than I assumed

I have no clue if it’s loaded or not

Guess I’ll know in a second or two

It’s not that I’m happy that he’ll die tonight

But better him than me

This golden Glock was full of bullets

And now, so is he!

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About the Author: 

“My name is Alicia Cooper, and I live in Atlanta, GA. This poem was actually inspired by a group that I am in on FB that supports domestic violence victims. Listening to the individual stories of survival and the heartbreaking stories of those still going through it and their thoughts about how they would be able to escape, really spoke to me. I know the struggle of being involved in such a relationship and was able to get out, but some women never make it out, and if they do, sometimes it’s because they had to resort to violence themselves in order to obtain their ‘freedom.'”

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Ayvaunn Penn is an award-winning writer and the author of Ephemeral Moments, a book of poetry and short stories from the Christian perspective, available on Amazon.com in the fall of 2013. She is also the founder of Your Black Poets. To receive Ayvaunn’s daily Bible devotionals by email, click here. Click to follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Featured Poem of the Week: “Empowerment” by Jazzy Sdlihc

1 Apr

black power

Empowerment, takes you a level higher

we all have imperfections, convictions,what’s your priors?

the death of insecurity, I require

like murder for higher

 I choose to kill with words of fury

I’m on trial with myself as the judge and jury

my vision used to be blurry

but hindsight is 20/20, basic like ABC, the learning network on Jazzy Tv

broadcasting frequencies frequently

Stay tuned for this segment called stop dissing

take the dis out of that

give discourage back, to it’s owner

negative is a loner

positive, encourage

let your goals flourish

The cycle of doubt is vicious

anti spy ware needed, malicious

the lack of confidence is fictitious

look at where you’re getting your information

close your eyes and ears to ideas

that cause complications

Opinions are just that, an opinion

where someone opened their mouth

and spoke what they wanted to be true

don’t let them think for you and guide your decisions too

They reside in Whoville

saying, who me?

so ask them, who real

because they still

lost without a cause, a play without the pause

perfect with all the flaws

a coward without the balls

strengthen your walls

If the walls could speak, what would they say

you don’t play, stop acting that way

or where does your backbone lay

you already have the mind, body, and soul

put your pieces in place

and take back control!

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About the Author: 

Jazzy Sdlihc is a neo soul poet living in Nashville, Tn. You can follow and check out more of Jazzy’s work on Facebook and Reverbnation under Jazzy Sdlihc and on Twitter and YouTube under mizzjazzy909.

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Ayvaunn Penn is an award-winning writer and the author of Ephemeral Moments, a book of poetry and short stories from the Christian perspective, available on Amazon.com in the fall of 2013. She is also the founder of Your Black Poets. To receive Ayvaunn’s daily Bible devotionals by email, click here. Click to follow her on Twitter and Facebook.