Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Happy Birthday to Me/ Happy Easter to you

Yes my birthday was on Easter this year. I spent the day in church and with the twins. What a wonderful day for my birthday to fall on this year!

I have new cds listed on the DJ DIVA Reviews page.

I should be going to the Den tonight to read some more poetry and here is my latest creation. I hope you like it. It comes from a deep place in my heart and even though Joe doesn't read my blog...I'll read it to him when he comes home....

Leave the Light On

“Leave the light on!”
I shudder as I think of me
And all the things u might see
Wrinkles where a smooth face
Used to be

“Baby, Leave the light on!”
My breasts once firm and perky
Now soft, pliable and honestly?
They been looking kind of droopy

“Girl, Leave the light on!”
I carried twins and though I know
That there are no stretch marks to show
On my stomach or my waist
But wait till he turns me over on my face

“Dammit I said leave the light on!”
Now I have to show my biggest scar
The one I had been most afraid of so far
The 3rd degree burns that stretch from my ass to my back
When some psycho decided to attack
And burn half of my mother’s body
And stole my chance at being a hottie

Most of the time I forget
Because I never see it
But when making love I am sharply aware
And wondering if he will be able to bear
Seeing the violence that was done to my ass
While I was being held in my mother’s grasp

He traced and kissed my vertebrae
He leaned and whispered “Baby
Some people have worse scars on the inside
That they can’t even try to hide"

He wanted the light on
All my fears are gone
and I will always love him
Because he wanted the light on

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Terry Schiavo/ The right to life

Terry Schiavo’s life is just about over. I am so mad I could go to Florida and beg for her life.

To think that a man she may have slept with for only two years could have the right to end her life. Why does he need to put an end to her life? Because he wants to move on with his life? He already has! He has a girlfriend and 2 small children, his life has been moving forward without his needing to end Terry’s life. The fact that they do not want to expose the probate records to the State of Florida also leads me to cock an eyebrow at this situation. This man probably stands to inherit a lot of money so the best thing for him to do is starve her to death. If she was on life support, then maybe I could understand the need to pull the plug. But to remove her feeding tube? That is just horrible! You are essentially murdering her for not having a full bodied life. When is life worth living? When you have 100% brain activity? 50%? 10%? I believe that as long as you are able to take a breath, you have life.

I no longer desire to get re-married because of the recent demoralization of that sacred institution by homosexuals, however, if in fact some smooth talker convinces me to take a walk down the aisle, LET IT BE KNOWN from henceforth, that if the only thing that is wrong with me is brain damage, I can breathe on my own and my heart is beating without machines, and all I need is sustenance? NO I DO NOT WANT TO DIE!!!

Yall better jump that motherfucker too if he tries some bullshit like pulling a plug!

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Wednesday, March 16, 2005

I performed/Poem I Don't Love You

I performed tonight. With DivaTrybe at the Den in Harlem on 131st and Fifth Ave. I love Harlem!

I read some of my poetry:

A New Valentine
Ruled By Two Pussies

Ruled By Two Pussies always gets a big reaction. But then people understand where I'm coming from. Thanks Momma Raw for the inspiartion. It will be published in the Promethean this Spring.

Tonight inspired me to write a poem about my ex-husband Laquan.

I hope you like it. Single mommas will feel me.

I Don’t Love You

I don’t love you
I just get up with you twice
Every morning
Moaning and groaning
About how you don’t want to go to school

I don’t love you
I just kiss you twice
Every morning
I love you’s and hugging
While I get you washed and dressed

I don’t love you
I just make sure that twice
Homework is done each afternoon
So you can watch cartoons
And ease your day

I don’t love you
I just read to you twice
Every evening
You’re education is just beginning
And I want you to be
Twice as smart as me

I don’t love you
I just didn’t want
The two like you
To grow up like me

I don’t love you
Because for you
to beat me
In front of them
Condemned them
To be like me

My momma and daddy fought
When peace was all I sought
“Call the Police” they said
When I needed the screaming to stop in my head

I was between seven and nine
When down the stairs I would climb
And say “Please officers come quick
My momma’s beating my daddy with a stick”

I don’t love you
But I do love you
Because I divorced you
And now the two little yous
can be free
To be
Different from me

I love my girls!

Friday, March 11, 2005

Cat shoots owner

I know my cat looks at me strange. He never lets me be in a room without him, always seems to be lurking around when I do stuff. Frankly sometimes he gives me the fucking creeps. But when I read this story? I'm gonna keep my eye on his ass from now on.

I think that cat did it on purpose. Was probably pissed off about something. And the article says he had more than one cat. What the hell a man living alone need more than one cat for? and guns? What kinda gun tootin', NRA, cat lovin' man is he? Should have got himself a dog...Dogs protect you, cats just tolerate your ass!

And the cat shot him in the back! what the fuck? Cats are too fucking sneaky!

"Cat Shoots Owner

Thu Mar 10, 7:31 PM ET

BATES TOWNSHIP, Mich. - A man cooking in his kitchen was shot after one of his cats knocked his 9mm handgun onto the floor, discharging the weapon, Michigan State Police said.

Joseph Stanton, 29, of Bates Township in Iron County, was shot in his lower torso around 6 p.m. Tuesday, the state police post in Iron River reported. He was transported to Iron County Community Hospital.

Michelle Sand, a spokeswoman at the Iron River hospital, said Stanton was treated there before being transferred to Marquette General Hospital for further treatment. But Marcie Miller, a representative of the Marquette facility, said there was no record of the hospital receiving a patient by that name.

A telephone message seeking comment was left Wednesday at Stanton's home.

State police said he was cooking at his stove when the cat knocked the loaded gun off the kitchen counter behind him."

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