Dreams, Dreams and More Dreams
I used to have dreams about you every night
Every waking moment my mind was always on you
You made feel so damn good
I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you couldn’t bear a second of you not in my presence
I don’t even know what love is but I know
I loved you.
Loved you more than anything
But I couldn’t let you stay
You had my heart but I had to take it back
You didn’t feel the same
You didn’t love me the way I did
You didn’t see me the way I saw you
It couldn’t work.
I had to let you go.
What’s meant to be will be
You and me
We were nothing more than a dream.
- © CRYSTAL ANOKAM
“Take my hand.” And there I was lost in his big golden brown eyes. His nose was perfectly carved to fit his face - not too big, not too small - as if it were created by the gods. Then his smile. The most breathtaking, ever so delicate smile. His ivory toned dentition enhanced his ebony masked skin. “Are you going to take my hand?” His voice startled me, but it was sweet and velvety like chocolate, mesmerizing with each syllable. Instantly, I grabbed his hand and in a moment our fingers intertwined. A sense of security overwhelmed me. His palms were cool to the touch, but the warmth of his love encompassed me. What I treasured the most was the depth of his mind. The eloquence of his speech left me gasping for air. His dulcet tone embraced the air like the evening perfume of night flowers. The way his words challenged mine drove me near insanity, but it was our common place. And as we watched the sun settle down and the stars float into the misty nighttime sky, he edged in closer. he moved up the last inch so our lips could touch. Softly. Lovingly. We breathed our souls and our love into each other in that kiss. That kiss; hard but soft; fiery but cool; a split second seemed like forever. In that one kiss, I knew then what was behind that quirky smile - He had fallen in love with a writer. This made my love for him grow even more. His soul was raw and I admired that greatly. He was my inspiration, my lover, simply my everything. Our psychological intercourse spawned the bond of our mind, body and soul solidified as one. A king is nothing without his queen, but a queen is nothing without a king who is open to mental stimulation.
- © CRYSTAL ANOKAM
#Ferguson #Humanity #Colorless
I am American. I am African - American. I am Human.
The American society wouldn’t be much of a state without the African Americans. The history of America is nothing without the “Negroes.”
I enjoy being African American. I love being of Nigerian descent. I adore the color of my skin. I am not ashamed of my heritage or my culture or my background. What I am ashamed of is the endless stereotypes that labels me and places me in a box. I am ashamed of what this great nation has caused in their inequality to us people of color. I am ashamed of the negative retaliation of the African-American individuals to the injustice. Our ancestors died fighting for freedom. Most people of color have bloodlines that lead to slavery. Endless battles, thousands of protests, ten thousands of protesters,and millions of activists fought long and hard for an equal and justice America. I’m not happy to say this, but we are called the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA in vain. We as a nation are more divided than we claim to be. Follow me into the heart of Ferguson. A young Black boy by name of Michael Brown was shot six times for jaywalking, stealing a dollar item from a convenient store and attempting to hurt the officer. Now this unarmed teen lays dead in a mortuary. Now after his death many articles now feel the need to complain and voice their concern about racism this and racism that. This issue has always been prevalent within this society. We are all human beings created and fashioned in the image of our Heavenly Father. No human has the right to take another person’s life. Mike Brown, along with other African-Americans - Trayvon Martin, Oscar Grant, Kimani Gray, Kendrec Mcdade, Timothy Russell, Amadou Diallo and so many more individuals were all killed at the hand of police officers for appearing to be a menace which posed a “threat” to other citizens . All these people killed by these officer were all unarmed. What threat could they possible pose, except that they were all African-Americans? Police officers are meant to protect us. Fight crime, but they do more harm than good. Explain to me why police officers have weapons such as heavy machinery, bombs and police tanks to control it’s citizens…. are we animals?!?! That is very unnecessary and uncalled for. The problematic issue of this whole thing is that those who are affected by this police brutality are African Americans. They are shot, killed and treated like trash. They are treated like criminals and often harassed. I do not condone the act of racism or injustice by any race. It is very uncalled for and doesn’t make this country look good. But more importantly, it does not make us look good.
Gone are the days where injustice and inequality and skin color should allow ridiculous stereotypes. Gone are days where my skin color affects where I can get an education, where I can get a job, or how I am treated in public. Gone are the days where my skin color should be a statistic on how far I’ll make it life. Gone are the days where students, college applications, job applications, exams should ask individuals what their ethnicity is. If we truly claim to be a just a free United States of America then the color of my skin should not matter. We are all humans. We should not see color in people but individuality and characteristics. Instead of waging war against another brother or sister of a different complexion we need to practice how to love one another -not by our outward appearance, but for who we are on the inside. In order to truly be a great nation of the United States of America, we need a colorless society - one that sees humanity before color.The new face of America needs to become not one that sees color, but one that is colorless. One nation, under God, with liberty and justice for all.
- © CRYSTAL ANOKAM