Monday, August 27, 2018

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When Hate tries to overpower my senses, "I shut it down" with poetry… This poem was inspired by the racial tension that is growing in my hometown, Buford, Ga.

The “N” Word
©  2018  Sy’needa Penland

Growing up in the Deep South,
The “N” word was seldom heard.
The sting of its resonance, Today,
Could steer an angry herd—
Large masses, of different
Economic classes,
Who are deeply offended by
The use of the word nigger!

Especially when it’s used
In the same context of
Pulling a trigger…
“I’ll shoot that nigger if they let me!”
Which has the same impact as
Seeing a black corpse
Hanging from a tree.

So what does the use of the “N” word mean to me?

Never would I want such a word
To be spoken from my lips,
Unless I want to take a trip
Down memory lane,
When the “intent” of the word
Is just the same.

Today, no one is to blame
Because it affects us all the same.
If only the word could be outlawed!
By moral law, of course,
To define the true intent 
Of the source, of hate,
Which is the stirred emotion
Of what the word creates.

We need to use words like
Love, Peace, and Unity
Throughout our communities,
To change the discord of hate.
We are the positive or negative energy
Of what our words and actions create.
Humanity is on the edge of
No longer is the human heart
Under construction
To mend the wounds of time.

No longer will we be blind to Hate!
Together as ONE race, we shall create
A frequency of Divine Love
That will resonate with the GODS above
That there is still hope for us yet!!?

Thursday, August 23, 2018

When the Divine Universe sends her love for hate, it is a message for humanity to change its tune.... or shall I say, "Wicked Ways!!!"

I’m Delighted to Say, I Love You
©  2018  Sy’needa Penland

Great Goddess of thy Universe,
I return to you— Broken,
Like the crystalline particles
That balances thy beloved Earth;

The constant thrust of
Human emotions have pierced
Through to my loving soul,
As I escape the inferno
Of your dying love to save humanity
From its self-inflicting insanity.

Hateful slurs…
Wicked emotions…
Aim for my heart’s center,
As the mind’s arrow dare to enter
My abyss— A near miss
Of thy Divine heart.

Hate, you are forbidden
In this sacred place
Where only infinite love
Occupies all time, and space.

As Divine Spirits are reborn,
Nourished by your wicked loathing
For all of humanity,
Loving Spirits of thy Earth
Shall preserve the souls of thee,
And humanity will no longer
Mourn for you—

As evil sin is forever cleansed
From thy beloved Earth,
The Divine Universe is delighted to say,
I love you.

The Spark of Divine Love, Never Burns Out... A poem on matters of the heart....

House of Love
©  2018  Sy’needa Penland

You’re asking me to feel,
When I’m numb
To your emotions;
For my existence
Long existed by the mere
Sensation of you—

Your humility,
Your love,
Your compassion,
I felt, and believed
Your love was everlasting—

Dishonesty of the heart
Gets no second chances
In a House of Love!

The illusion of emotions
Shatters like fragmented pieces
Beneath my endless tears;
The fear of drowning
In a sea of love
Has always frightened me.

For my love runs deeper
Than the Earthly oceans—
Stretches far beyond
Galactic realms
Ever imagined by mankind,
Whose heart is blind
To the emotional essence of
Feminine Divine Love.

Thursday, August 9, 2018

"The Eulogy of Humanity..." A poem on the Reality of Human Nature...

The Eulogy of Humanity
©  2018  Sy’needa Penland

During our brief lifetime,
We have become the most destructive
Life-force to inhabit upon thy Earth.

Never in her history,
Have Mother Earth
Taken such cruelty
From one collective species
That wreaks havoc
On her Divine creations,
To manufacture inanimate objects
That does not appease
To the delights of her palate.

As the Divine Universe deliberates
On human existence,
Her compassion for humanity
Dies out.

Will we explode into the abyss
Of the gaseous Milky Way galaxy,
Or will be become a collective force
To save ourselves from the egos
Of humankind, whose eyes and hearts
Are blind to, Divine Love?

Try Sleeping with a Broken Heart....

Friday, August 3, 2018

"Only in America..." a poem about the reality of our daily lives...

Only in America
©  2018  Sy’needa Penland

Only in America,
Will a one-sided mind
Forever be blind
To love,
But would rather
Procreate hate,
Generation after generation.

Only in America,
Can you stare into
The hollow souls of hate,
To see the evil of what
The wicked minds create,
Generation after generation.

The Spirit of the Universe cries out,
As it bears witness to
The manifestations
Of a heartless mind
That is blind to the
Perils of humanity.

Only in America,
A place where unity is rejected,
And hate is resurrected,
And permeates into our daily lives
While fueled by the daily news
Which steers the energy
Of what we say and do.

Only in America,
Are children detained
At her borders, while separated
From their mothers,
Where their fathers seem
To have no voice at all,
While America’s President demands,
“Build a Wall!”

Only in America,
The so-called land of the free,
Where peace and love is rejected,
The true concerns of its people
Are neglected, as well as
Justice and Liberty.
And the systems that govern
“Race and its minorities,”
Defends the imbalances
Of a corrupted judicial system  
Of governing!

Only in America,
Where the powers that be
Will deny rightful citizens
The freedom to pursue
Peace and Unity—
At the expense of
Sacrificing the inalienable rights
Of the next generation,
As the corporate and political
Movers and shakers
Keep us divided,
Generation after generation.
Only in America.