POEMS/LYRICS BY VARIOUS AUTHORS I
Poets whose work may be found on this page include: Dreamcatcher; Just Plain Merrie (Merrie80@aol.com ); bluestnights ( Visionlessnight@aol.com ); Shawn Cook (Urdivinegift@aol.com) "Superman"; Ryan J. (Konkrete2001@aol.com); and Sara M. Ortiz, of the Acoma Pueblo People ("to contact, or learn more about me, find me at: http://profiles.yahoo.com/indisposednativequeen ").
My Sister Is Racist Against Herself (By Dreamcatcher)
My Individual Hell (By Dreamcatcher)
Yeah, Love Gets To Me (By Dreamcatcher)
That Part Of You (By Dreamcatcher)
Walk In My Spirit (By Dreamcatcher)
Stolen Pleasures (By Just Plain Merrie)
i once had an angel (By bluestnights)
After I Gave Up (By Shawn Cook)
Different Lifestyles (By Ryan J.)
Blood Voice (By Sara M. Ortiz, of the Acoma Pueblo People)
My Sister Is Racist Against Herself (By Dreamcatcher)
Dear Sister
You took mama's heart and ripped it to shreds
Now she feels like she wants to be dead
I tried to tell you that blood is thicker than water
But you chose water instead
You wished we were all dead
What is going through your head?
Only Marice could make it to your wedding..
You told her to tell your in-laws that she was your adopted sister
To explain her brown skin
What kills me the most, she did what you wanted
She gave them your lie
Marice loved you that much to tell them your lie
You made her die inside
Remember at grandma's funeral?
I was the only one to come and sit next to you
Because everyone else was through with you
I tried to hold your hand as I cried
I remember it so well sis…
You pushed my hand aside
You can't ever tell me I did not try
I was only 16…
Do you know what I mean?
Why are you ashamed of us?
Our blood is running through your veins
Is it because generations of our family had to work in the fields
Worked until their hands bled?
From dawn until dusk…..
I'm not ashamed of where we came from
Why do you want to pretend to be something your not?
You are racist against your own self
You don't make any sense
What you have done will never be forgotten
If that is your love, we don't need it
You are the one losing out
And you have missed a lot
Our little brother is growing up so fast,
You should see him
Our nieces and nephews, they don't even know you
You missed soo much
I've grown up too
You won't even recognize me if I walked past you
Mama is dying sis…
You are running out of precious time
Time you will never get back.
I can't understand myself….
No matter what you have done sis, I can never hate you
Your little Sister,
~Ashley
My Individual Hell (by Dreamcatcher)
Here I am again.
In the place of my individual hell!
I know what I want
I don't know if I will ever be able to get it
I am my own worst critic.
Nobody ever sees this "me"
I keep her hidden well,
When I am in my Individual hell
Please don't think I'm mad…
I'm just really sad.
There are days when I am so beautiful...
I love those days because I know I can conquer anything that comes my way.
Then there are those days, when the hidden hateful language crawls under my skin
It curses at me
It hates me
I can't ever be free
Nobody sees
Nobody knows
Here I go again
The place of my individual hell
I hate it here
Hurting myself in different ways
Physically…
Emotionally
Don't let my smile fool you
I'm crying the cry of death inside
I hide this woman really well...
Yeah, you guessed it...
The one that comes to visit me from my individual hell!
This is my life
Maybe if I just close my eyes…
Maybe if I just play my music a little louder
It will all go away…
Take me back to my better place
Maybe if I pretend…
Maybe If I just make a little wish
Maybe If I just give in
I'll see some improvement shine through…
I can't see myself anymore
Maybe if I walk a little faster
Maybe if I walk a little slower
I'll bring myself back…
The one who I miss
That girl I use to know
I use to see her smile
I use to hear her laugh
I use to see her cry happy tears…
Maybe I should just forget her
Maybe I should remember that she is lost
Maybe I can find her again
Maybe I should lie to myself and say I don't miss her
Maybe if I keep being strong…
Maybe she will come back…
What should I do?
I'm running out of "maybe if's"
Maybe if I just close my eyes…
Maybe if I just play my music a little louder
Maybe if I pretend…
Maybe If I just make a little wish
Maybe If I just give in
Maybe if I walk a little faster
Maybe I should walk a little slower
Maybe I should just forget her
Maybe I should remember that she is lost
Maybe I can find her again
Maybe I should lie to myself and say I don't miss her
Maybe if I keep being strong…
Maybe she will come back…
Maybe if I look a little closer…
Maybe if I listen a little harder
I'll see her again
Bring myself back…
Yeah, Love Gets To Me (By Dreamcatcher)
(Note: The following poem incorporates a brief fragment of lyrics from Air Supply's "Making Love Out Of Nothing At All", written by Jim Steinman.)
Love gets to me
Yeah, it does
Every time you walk by me, you take a piece of me with you,
And you don't even know it.
Yeah, love gets to me.
Here I go again….
Why can't you see me the way I want you to?
Yeah, love gets to me.
You know when I have not heard my favorite song in a while,
The same song that reminds me of you?
When I hear it, it feels soo good.
That's kinda what it feels like, when I see you.
But so much more intense.
Yeah love gets to me.
I have the whole world in my hands,
But I feel incomplete without you.
And you don't even know it.
Have ta tell ..Have ta tell
Yeah, love gets to me.
The best poet in the universe cannot express what I feel for you.
And you don't even know it.
Yeah, love gets to me.
I can't erase your name off my heart on which I have secretly written.
Will you ever know it?
Yeah, love gets to me.
I don't know how you do it,
Every time I see you, all the rays of the sun are streaming through the waves of your black hair.
And every star in the sky takes aim at your eyes like a spotlight.
You take the darkness from the pit of the night and turn it into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Yeah, love gets to me.
And you don't even know it.
I'm too frightened of the unknown to tell.
But why?
Yeah, love gets to me.
Time is a valuable thing,
And it's wasting away.
Yeah, love gets to me.
Damn…..soo tired of this game.
This game of, "Let's pretend I don't have feelings."
Yeah, love gets to me.
You won't even recognize me anymore.
But the feelings still run, just the same.
Can't I live without this lonely pain?
No, I can't without you.
Yeah, love gets to me.
Before I know it, my favorite song that reminds me of you is over.
And my pretend dream of the world in which I am holding you in my arms is gone.
You Disappeared…. Disappeared…. Come back come back…see me… I'm reaching out to you. Not again…..
Yeah, love gets to me.
Got ta tell…Got ta tell….
I'm tired of this individual hell!
My eyes are closing now….these tears are falling for you.
Yeah, love gets to me.
And you don't even know it.
That Part Of You (By Dreamcatcher)
Remember when you came to me with another broken heart?
You did not know it, but mine was breaking with yours…
I hoped that you would find your heaven
That part of you …
Remember when we were cracking each other up?
Someone asked if we were going out because we looked tight together?
You looked at me and said "no, I don't think I can ever see her that way" "Right?"
You did not see but I stopped smiling...
I turned my face away…
I only replied the way I thought you wanted me to, "Yeah, me too"
That part of you…
Only if I would have told you the truth then,
Would we still be 3000 miles apart?
When we talk on the phone,
Your voice sounds like home.
Nothing can change what you mean to me
That part of you…
You're on my mind all the time
Do my feelings for you cross all the boundaries and time?
I pray every night that when I come back, you will be my heaven.
I have two more quarters of college left and I'm coming back home
But if you have found your heaven and,
If you already have someone else's name written across your heart,
I want you to know that I love you that much to let you go.
But I have to let you know that I have your name written across mine.
That part of you …
I will hold in my heart forever…
Sometimes I fall from the sky
Sometimes I'm carried by the wind
In search of what I'm looking for
This might not be my first life
I may have lived before
Just another opened door
Ever since I can remember….
I've felt like there's something more
In the "other" opened door
Sometimes I fall from the sky
Sometimes I'm carried by the wind
In search of what I'm looking for
You can see me where the rain is falling
I am there,
Come see
Hear me,
The rain…
Whenever I cry,
I keep count of my tears,
Of rain
Sometimes I fall from the sky
Sometimes I'm carried by the wind
In search of what I'm looking for
I will never be where the world is,
Gotten use to that so long ago
A lesson learned is a lesson done
Life is a journey we must all walk
Paths are different
Some are rain, some are snow,
But all fall to the earth
The soul is always taking new shape
Sometimes I fall from the sky
Sometimes I'm carried by the wind
In search of what I'm looking for
Whatever happens...
Wherever I go
I am always walking alone in the rain.
Walk In My Spirit (By Dreamcatcher)
Listen to the Spirits of our ancestors
For they speak to us
They are wise with the traditions that we need to keep
Their wisdom gives us courage and strength when we are in doubt
Looking north, south, east and west, we hear the call of the coyote
We sing the long forgotten songs of the past
In doing that, we are strong and are no longer lost
Take us back to the time of our fathers
This land is in our blood
It is connected with us as we are one with the beat of the drum
We have been here
Our people have seen the lightening flashing and the power of Mother Earth
I wish I could be there to hear our ancestors speak at the Great Council fire
Listen to the Spirits of our ancestors
Carry our spirits with the wind created from the eagles' wings
Stolen Pleasures (By Just Plain Merrie)
I can't sleep with the thoughts of
him touching me still in the air.
Crying and replaying the crime over
and over - why didn't he stop?
Why didn't he care?
Sleeping where it happened...
right here on my bed...
I'm feeling so empty, I'm feeling
quite dead!
Washing the sin away, right down the drain -
my heart is left sore, now that he came.
Told me he'd call me with tears in my eyes....
he still hasn't called, one pleasant surprise.
My life used to be happy, with wonderful bliss.
I can't understand what happened; it began with just one kiss.
He broke into my soul as well as my mind -
he turned into a monster who had once been kind.
He stole my trust and he damaged my heart,
with an innocent kiss, it all fell apart.
i once had an angel (By bluestnights)
i once had an angel
that wasn't searching for a love that was true
just wanting a night of intimacy
with no strings attached - no i love yous
i once had an angel
that so much wanted to feel the feelings of love
the touching - the kissing - the whispers
without ever having to commit to the falling in love
she doesn't want to hear forever i will love you
which to her heart means - she can never be free
she doesn't want to hear forever i will need you
which to her heart means - she will lose her wings
but - oh - how i was taken in by her touch
and her wet kiss of desire had consumed this heart within me
and just like a fool - i cried out - angel i love you
no words she whispered -
as she quietly disappeared -
leaving me here all alone -
with only this memory
After I Gave Up (By Shawn Cook)
Oh god I'm sorry, what have I done?
Of all ways I chose a gun.
I look down seeing my body hit the floor
And see my friends burst through the door.
Floating away it’s like a dream,
I see them freeze and hear them scream.
The medics come, my body they take,
yet I remain for my mistake.
To take my life was such a sin,
Yet it felt like Hell I was in.
My life I took to end my pain,
but it seems with them it will remain.
For this wrong deed I'll have to pay,
I'll see my friends’ pain every day.
My pain isn't done, no I'm not through
but eternity won't be the Hell I knew,
not pain, not sadness, not lack of hope,
the range of this hell is beyond my scope.
It won't be biblical fire or smoke,
It'll be to watch their sorrow beneath death's cloak.
Eternity to see their sorrow and sadness,
I already feel the start of Hell's madness.
I'm sorry my friends, oh god hear me please,
take their pain, put them at ease.
Some friends will forget, some friends will forgive,
But my closet friends will hurt as long as they live.
If to you once more I could speak
I'd beg your forgiveness because I was week.
To god I cry out, take their pain, be kind,
In life and death, grant them the peace, I'll never find.
I SEEM TO TAKE A MASK WITH ME, WHEREVER I MAY GO.
TO SHIELD AND HIDE MYSELF, SO THE REAL ME DOESN'T SHOW.
IT COMFORTS ME THROUGH MY PAIN
IT CONSOLES ME THROUGH MY SHAME
WHEN NO ONE ELSE SEEMS TO CARE, I REACH OUT MY HANDS
MY MASK IS ALWAYS THERE.
WITHOUT IT I WOULD BE SO AFRAID
FOR THIS WOULD DESTROY THE WALLS WHICH MY HEART HAS MADE.
SO PLEASE CARE FOR ME, AND PROMISE TO STAY TRUE
BUT ABOVE ALL LOVE ME
TILL I CAN LOVE ME TOO!!
Different Lifestyles (By Ryan J.)
We all want our lives to be perfect, but we don't live in a perfect world. So many people wish they could have 5 new vehicles instead of 4. While at the same time some people hope and pray that they will live to see tomorrow, and not because they are a ripe old age, but because they weren't given the same life that some were blessed with.
Wouldn't it be great if the problems we faced were just a script
And at the end of the day the director would say cut. And that would be it
Then we would drive off in our cars, fully equipped
And the only problem you would have is the champagne being too cold on your lips
But that ain't the world we live in. No, not even close.
Not everyone can live in an ocean-front home
And not everyone can be warm when it gets cold
When some people can't take it they decide to fold
Suicide becomes there only ticket out of this world
All some people do is just sit there and count their money
All happy that they were given the land of milk and honey
Laughing, thinking being homeless is funny
Standing there yelling out loud, No one can touch me!
But see we all touchable, and it only takes a touch of fuel
To figure out that this world is harsh and cruel
And I don't care if you ride in Cadillacs or on mules
People ain't afraid to use you like you're some type of tool.
You may be thinkin that everything is great
But just turn on the news, and it will knock your head straight
You realize this world is full of corruption and hate
and not everyone is big enough to eat what's been put on their plate
Be happy you have the life God has blessed you with
Don't take it for granted like you deserve that gift
Because all over this planet there are children starving and sick
And if they had one decent meal they would consider themselves rich
So count all your blessings and pray to the sky
And pray for all those who constantly cry
Because they just want a little more out of life
And I pray for the end of all the world's misery, pain and strife.
Blood Voice (By Sara M. Ortiz, of the Acoma Pueblo People)
Swallow:
Genocidal bureaucracy
and Frosted Flakes
and
Librium
with red, white,
and blue
sprinkles
for
breakfast
lunch
and dinner.
Wash it down:
with halfbreed blood
from a flask.
I got up
when they asked me to.
I got up
but instead of
going to the back
I went inside.
South Dakota
jail
and me.
Orange
county jumpsuit
warm
butterscotch pudding
coating the swell
of my pink tongue.
Black
bailiff
shakes his
black head
as he walks away.
afterall
He
was
only doing his job.
Genocidal Bureaucracy.
Spell it: A - B - C
No need for Wounded knee
anymore.
No need for Alcatraz
anymore.
No need for Levenworth
anymore.
No need for Sioux Falls
anymore.
No need for "peaceful" reconquest
anymore.
No need for Trail of Tears
anymore.
No need for Sand Creek
anymore.
No need for smallpox blankets
anymore.
America Online
FOX
Pepsi
Universal Studios
Chevrolet
Mattel
and
McDonald's...
get the job done quicker
get the job done quicker
get the job done quicker
Infect the young first...
the sick and the elderly will go next
the sick and the elderly will go next
the sick and the elderly will go next.
Infect the young first
get the job done quicker