So people wonder why I wrap my head, to be honest I started in phases,to love my self more,to create, to be inspired , and I was tied of looking like everybody else. Whatever our Art maybe,I think its empowering when Art is made… peace
Where are you from;then I asked why?
Startled by my “Gele” my head tied.
With Iris-blue melodies, each layer gives me strength.
Daily rituals of positive formations, my tree is bent.
Portal of healing covering my head.
I am a queen in my own way.
Following the God-One who hears me when I pray.
Lowering my eyes, calming down to listen.
Echoing noise of stillness.
Surrendering my monkey thoughts.
My nostrils flare, floating air is caught
Aborting all negativity.
Aborting all negativity.
Here I am in my process
Walking between the men.
Deeply undoing the hurtful stresses
This world can put me in.
This world can put me in.
Poet: Krissy Mosley All rights reserved 2014
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