#poember ~ 30 day poetry challenge ~ day 9 ~ theme: wealth gap

TITLE: the butterfly effect

*screen pans to kim kardashians house*

“mommy im hungry”

“go in the fridge and grab something to eat sweetie”

“which fridge has the snacks?”

“the third one baby”

*screen pans to working class household”

“mommy im hungry”

“ask your brother for some of his food, i have to go to work and theres some cereal in the pantry”

*screen pans to household below poverty line*

“mommy im hungry”

“i know baby i know, tomorrow morning you’ll be able to eat a good breakfast at school”

house A has 50 shoes per person

house B has 10 shoes per person

house C doesn’t have a house or shoes

it’s said that something like three men own the same amount of money, of wealth

as the bottom 50% of the american population

thats 3 people

have as much money combined

as 50% of an entire population

we’ll keep this simple and not dive in to the further division of this money in terms of race

although im sure you can all guess how that will go

now long story short

the gap between the rich and the poor grew wider and wider as the rich gained more and more

the clouds hang above my head

i can hear the low rumble of the planes in my ears

echo the rumbles of so many stomachs around me

a thought which to my eyes, brings tears

the inequality we see today is a mirror of what our ancestors saw in yesterdays

however thats not to say that its okay

that we should just accept it as something that has always been

because when you look with eyes of truth

you can see through this sin

we must allow ourselves to see what is for what it is

so we can begin to do the work of fixing how it exists

now this is not to demonize those who have worked hard for their money

surely they deserve to live lavish, and laugh when its not funny

however

when they kick back their feet and relax

somewhere in some part of the world there’s a starving person wandering through the traintracks

families split bread and never miss a day at school so they can be fed

there’s just something wrong when we get paid billions for writing a song

then hoard all that cash, snort it basically throw it in the trash

there should be some sort of ethic limit no?

so we can prevent the sizes to which these gaps grow?

teachers barely scrape the surface but shape the world

through shaping the development of every boy and girl

people upset about the gradual raise of minimum wage

be careful of who you defend and who you blame

do you really think someone can survive off of 7.25

in america?!?!

its okay to lend your brother a helping hand

its okay to let love take a stand

dont forget that the common enemy is the man not your fellow human trying to make ends meet with a family of four and nothing to eat

around the world americans are known as wasteful, distasteful

we consume and consume like there’s no end to to the room, like there is no impending doom

the wealth gap is a product of inequality

income inequality, racial inequality, opportunity inequality, educational inequality

how can we re-distribute the wealth?

re-program your mind

remove the indoctrination

re-distribute the education

each one teach one, together lets rebuild our nation

to change the whole we must change the half to change the half we must change each piece

so lets hold ourselves accountable, at least

next time you go to mcdonalds and buy a number three, add a extra large fry and give it to the homeless dude outside make sure you look em in the eye and smile at em real big let em know your on his side

we all just want to know we’re not alone, that we belong that this place is our home

next time you go to the dollar store buy a pack of snacks, deodorant and socks galore keep them in your car and instead of mean mugging the “beggar” at the light roll down your window and give him a bite, if we all do this i promise it’ll go real far

yes its gonna be hard to shift the state of our world

but we must start now, together

rememeber that on earth there are billions of worlds, one within each of us and if we re-shape our world we can re-shape the world

history is now and we write the book

take back your pen and around you, take a look

every action in the ocean of life, ripples into eternity

so make sure you’re nice

and create what you wanna see

on forgiveness

It’s saturday and i’m being hard on myself…again.

most of my life, i didn’t share many opinions or take many sides because i had this internalized fear of being wrong or politically incorrect or being misunderstood. truly what this boils down to is the need for acceptance and validation. something that i have personally struggled with. yesterday i voiced an opinion in front of a group of people that was pretty strong, pretty to one side, pretty bold and unique. after saying this i was struck with thoughts of guilt, remorse, and incessant questioning “should i have said that?” “did i say it right?” “did they understand?” “did i offend them?” “was i wrong?”

these thoughts continued on to the night and i woke up this morning still feeling unsure if those people “liked me” or not because of an opinion i expressed.

let’s start off by saying that feelings like this can not be overcome until they are acknowledged and worked through. understanding is a concept that is very undervalued and under utilized in many spaces, but specifically, in our own headspace. if we don’t understand something, we can’t come to healthy, informed conclusions. we just continue to sit in this perpetual torment. whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.

ME TO ME: when you have opinions you must always be willing to yield or stand by them. to listen to others if your opinion has hurt them or if they seek further clarification. you must give others the chance to understand you, to hear you. and you must give yourself the opportunity to understand yourself and others. if someone doesn’t like you based off of an opinion or based off of anything, really IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. you do not have to feel guilty about having an opinion that is different from the majority, especially if it’s not likely to be understood. you have to allow yourself space to be, to feel, to think, to fuck up, to grow. don’t seek validation from others, don’t mold to fit others standards, don’t try to “fit in”. and don’t allow the opinions and thoughts of others to rule and dictate your life. what someone else thinks about you is none of your business.

LET IT GO.

i love you.

#poember poetry challenge day 2 – can we feel everything we touch?

i love music

listening, feeling

but if asked to touch music, what would you do?

i would run my fingers down the spine of a dancer

caress the strings of my guitar

put my ear to the floor as the drummer beats real hard

i would touch the embodiments of music

for it is not real until it is embodied

can we touch everything we feel?

can we feel everything we touch?

will i reach the end of the reel

before i even have lunch?

are feelings real?

is anything real?

one of my teachers once told me

that we never truly touch anything

we are so electric

that we repel electricity

i guess thats why i could never feel you hold me

the illusion exists

but doesnt make it past your fingertips

to touch life

we must allow ourselves

to exist

for we are life

and it doesnt get much better than this

touching tangible things

tangible things?

dancing dervishes i divulge

in illusion i indulge

finally feeling free

making my life more me

rarely reaching, always aware

developing diligence

caressing the cosmos

building bridges between

broken paths

paving the way thru which we will all pass

barely breaching the core

creating tools to feel more

i dont know if we can truly touch anything

because when i reach out, i constantly feel empty

but my spirit feels everything

can feel you breathing

and the feelings that give this life meaning

close my eyes and see thru anything

feeling your pulse with my hips

converging with your lips

life is an ebb and flow

teetering between emptiness and over-flow

enjoy the bliss

dive into the abyss

just let go

don’t try to touch everything

with your hands

for some things can not be physically felt

count the money, release the band

how do you feel?

like im not real

empty

my mother calls out to me

my mother calls out to me

“coming!” i reply

i can hear her weep

but i get distracted and years fly by

my mother calls out to me

i hear her voice echo through the littered streets

in shock and disbelief

i turn on the tv

and finally realize why she called to me

her forests are burning

ignorance is herding

you can not un-see, un-feel

the cries of your mother

i can not un-see the despair that runs through the streets

you speak of our earth like she is not there below your feet

holding you up

giving you air to breathe

long walks in the park

i inhale and smell the trash

the trucks drive by and pollute my air

their very presence brash

plastic blows through my hair

i look up and the clouds rumble in despair

the era of irresponsibility is over

from your ignorance

i am now sober

sobered up by the burning trees

the extinct animals

the ever-growing disease

climate change is not a hippie principle

climate change is political

when sectors of our earth are wrongly claimed

you all show up to scream and rage

but wheres the claim now that you’re to blame

are you willing to change your day to day?

the world is not big enough for our reckless consumption

the damage is fact

not just assumption

resources are finite

the world is being born again for the first time

will your kids have clean air to breathe?

the lungs of our earth are on fire

how can we resuscitate her if yall keep calling her a liar?

this is not about the past

its about the present, the future

and how we can change-fast

theres plenty of fish in the sea

but that number is not equal to infinity

yes burgers are good

but why is the air dirtier in the hood?

WHY DOESNT FLINT HAVE CLEAN WATER?

our brothers and sisters are polluted, poisoned everyday

and all we do is clock in, scroll down and zombie away

climate change is real

climate change is political

impoverished and marginalized communities feel the heat before you do

they’ve felt the warfare in our air

the impact of our meat

pollution

and dirty ass streets

protect our earth

pick up your trash

to consciousness, lets give birth

and stop all this clash

clean air is a right

affordable housing is a right

these are all climate issues

if you dont believe it

then heres a tissues, into which you can spit your ignorance

cause this isnt a debate

this is facts

the glaciers are melting

and they dont form back

our brothers and sisters on islands

can tell you all about that

extinction is forever

over the last decade 160 species have gone extinct

not to mention the change in the weather

this is not some esoteric thing that hippies preach

this is real and it is here

and it is up to us to ensure the future of us

the future is unpredictable

but what we do in the present

can help foreshadow

educate, organize

be wise

for climate change is happening, right before your eyes

What’s a woman to do?

When a woman is rejected for being too much, scary, intimidating…what’s she to do?

It seems across cultures, women are silenced, pushed away, indoctrinated to believe and defend our own suppression. It is difficult to live an authentic, fearless life and also want to fulfill this innate human need to be understood and accepted. It is flabbergasting to say but the louder, bolder, more loving, honest, real, independent a woman is- the more likely she is to experience the “last pick for the dodgeball team” effect. Low hanging fruit seems to be what society coddles and craves. Authentic, strong people are respected and wanted but I can’t say that they’re sought after (as much as they should be) in personal relationships. I believe this is due to the fact that most of us who have been present in this society at all have, to an extent, been brainwashed into walking in a straight line and bending over backwards to fit in. So, by default, we don’t crave and cherish the different, unknown- we run from it.

Ok, let’s do a quick transition solely women- in general, people who are different (true to themselves, not the outside world) are pushed away from so many different sectors of society. So many boxes, molds, rules- what do we do when we don’t want to fit into anything? It becomes necessary for a human who longs to show up in the world as the most authentic version of themselves to also develop an impenetrable amount of self knowledge, confidence and love. For the human who does not know themself is subject to being molded by everyone and everything else.

Now, back to women. This experience that I speak of is obviously biased in a sense because it comes from my point of view. However, I see it happen all the time- to me and to other women. In dating, men won’t come close because they are afraid of what will come next when you get involved with a soulful, deep, empathic woman. So women drain themselves and tune in to the outside world as opposed to the inside. We become “yes-women”, robots of desire, submissives to the will of man. To that, I have two words: FUCK THAT. It takes COURAGE to show up in the world as who you are meant to be, but mostly it takes TRUST. Trust that in being your most authentic self, regardless of the opinions/thoughts of others, will bring you the abundance and prosperity we all SO RIGHTFULLY deserve. Every single one of us, simply for existing, has the RIGHT to creative ownership over their life, person and soul. Thankfully, trust and courage are skills that we can all hone and cultivate.

Final thoughts: My fellow wild women, soulful, fearless, courageous, divine feminine women with wells of endless love: Do not be afraid of being “too much”, because why would you want to be less? Do not be afraid of being “loud” “bossy” “too secure” “confident” “miss independent” because these are all words put into a negative context to try and make you feel like you shouldn’t want to be them. Be loud! Take up space! Be big! Be bold! BE A BOSS, NO NOT A “GIRL BOSS” OR “LADY BOSS”, A BOSS!!!! Be secure! Be confident! Let them call you miss independent in a mocking tone and know that …Patrick, their insecurity is showing 😜

DO NOT SHRINK FOR ANYONE. ACCEPT YOURSELF, BE YOURSELF. THEY WILL ADJUST.

in love and power

i love you

lAdY soooooIiiiiiiIIII

ride or die —-> drive or die?

there’s so many fish in the sea…so why would anyone ever choose me?

one fish, two fish

red fish, blue fish

fish, fish, fish

octopus

fish, fish, fish

when you go to a seafood restaurant, do you order a hamburger? at steak and shake, do you get chicken? sometimes i feel like i am the thing that no one came for, and they’ll entertain the thought, “hmm, this steak house has chicken too” but mostly they’ll go with the steak. don’t get me wrong, if they choose the steak (them) over the chicken (me) then they’re missing out on the juiciest most amazingest chicken ever, not to mention i get to live as a whole chicken another day. but when i undergo the seemingly endless moments of being overlooked, never committed to, always underestimated, second choice or not on the menu at all…it’s not the best feeling. sometimes it feels bottomless, especially when it’s consistent and it feels like just for a moment, one little moment, their eyes lingered on the chicken a little longer but the steak was too tempting.

what does a strong, independent woman gotta do to get some loyalty!! some reciprocity!

let’s take this subject specifically to men and women (just indulge me ok). why is it that a man asks a woman for SO much, whenever he wants and seemingly expects the woman to abide? why do women (9 times out of 10) abide?!?! WHY is it that when a woman asks a man for the same in exchange, it’s never granted?!?!? i’m endlessly loyal, ride or die af but really that expression just doesn’t encompass most of the interactions of our time because women are doin the driving!!! we ain’t riding anywhere! we either driving or dying because damn sure no one is gonna take us anywhere and no one is gonna save us…especially not..*drum roll please* A MAN. i’m sorry, a MODERN STR8 MAN. listen guys, i really don’t wanna be that “every guy this” person but………

men think women are so complicated. but are we? no. we just pickup on all of your non-verbal cues and are confused and sad af all the time because no one ever taught us to be vocal about what we want/feel/think so we don’t know how to act. if you, (the man) were to be a more responsible human and create space to ask questions and voice feelings instead of taking advantage of a woman’s instinct to conform, then we (the women) would PROBBBAAABBBLLYYY not be so scared to voice ourselves. NOW, that being said, women: SAY WHAT YOU WANT/THINK/FEEL ALWAYS!!!!!! REGARDLESS OF WHAT “HE” OR “THEY” THINK!!!! FUCK EM!!!

so this started off as a sad piece but now i feel empowered. women have been silenced for far too long. so what if a man doesn’t show reciporocity, FUCK EM. so what if a man thinks you have too many feelings BETTER THAN NOT BEING ABLE TO ACKNOWLEDGE I HAVE THEM 😛 ! so what if you’re judged IDC BC I LOVE ME AND I’M GR8 AND I AM THE JUICIEST PIECE OF CHICKEN EVER SO IF U WANNA CHOOSE SOMETHING OVER ME BYYYYEEEEE, DON’T WATCH ME LEAVE.

if someone isn’t making you a priority, if you feel sad more than anything else, if you question yourself way too much because of a person, go into yourself and find the wisdom to walk away.if you’re having trouble with this (don’t worry we all do), get into a quite space, close your eyes, take five deep breaths and recite this prayer/mantra/sentences until you feel calm and can make a choice:

“God*(replace this or omit it if u like) grant me the serenity to accept the things i can not change. The courage to change the things i can not accept and the wisdom to know the difference.”

happy healing, be free, be powerful, be u

xxoxoxoxoxo

ladysoi

a hopeful romantic calling for a rEVOLution

this is an ode to romantics trapped in an age of dead romanticism. making love to everything around them with their perspectives. are you a “hopeless” romantic? seems as tho more and more people identify with this title. more and more people are becoming fed up with the lack of love and romanticism of the modern world and have turned instead to this label of hopelessness and professing their love to empty pages instead of open hearts.

i’ve been a self-diagnosed romantic since middle school, so maybe 12? i always daydreamed about love, wrote love poems to no one and would lay in bed staring at the ceiling feeling sad for no reason. this can be attributed to many things (girls being brainwashed to long for prince charming for example) but i think it’s deeper than that.

as i’ve grown older i’ve come to understand that sad girl more and more. i was, and am, sad because i want so much more than what i am offered. i believe this is true for so many other “hopeless” romantics. in this modern era of instant gratification and surface, transactional interactions those who seek depths, are starved. i’ve found that i’ve begun to romanticize everything in my life because i have nothing else to love. i love the trees as much as i would love the breeze that tousles through your hair. i look at animals the way i would look at you as you lay by my side through the night. i see the world as my one true love because the world accepts love easier than humans do.

why is this? why is it that humans have become so cold and shallow? that those who crave depth and the romance of the soul have had to turn to making love to their books and passions because they are categorized as “too much” within the realms of society and love. i call for a revolution of love. rooted in love for the advancement of the people. we will get nowhere if we can not release our fear. if we can not learn to both accept love and give it freely without anything in return. without expecting sex or a swipe or a like. we must face our inner fears so we may enter the world fearless and bold. ready to fulfill the prophecies once foretold!

make love to the world. give love freely, smile at strangers, say i love you first, tell people how you feel even if they won’t feel the same. your responsibility is not the feelings and actions of others, it is being true to the love that pours out of your soul. stop repressing, give it an outlet and bring love into the world. romanticism doesn’t have to be hopeless, because i am hopeful that we will free ourselves from this ego trap and embrace love with open arms.

i love you

How to know when you need a break/Recognizing your own boundaries

Much of our society, life and culture is centered around productivity. Many of us (including me) have this self destructive belief that if we aren’t doing something 24/7, if we aren’t being productive then we should feel guilty. There’s so many times when I haven’t been feeling very well but pushed myself to go to work anyways or, if i didn’t go to work, i made myself feel guilty all day for not pushing through it and being productive. This is a common phenomenon in present day and it is very important that we continue to lift the veil on this misconception.

Today, I woke up and my body was feeling so heavy and my neck was stiff. I struggled with going to my martial arts class or not. I didn’t want to be a pushover to myself nor did I want to miss class. But my neck was so stiff it hurt to move it. Going to class would’ve made it worse. So instead of pushing myself I recognized my boundaries and RESPECTED THEM! This is such an important concept to embody because just as we need to respect the boundaries of others, we need to respect our own boundaries as well.

Understand and accept that you are more than your societal person and you have a complex system inside of you, working hard to keep you alive and sometimes we need a break! so take a moment today to analyze where you can be a little more gracious in your life, give yourself a little more leeway, and TAKE A BREAK!

i love you!