Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
As the pen touches the paper
It is notably dominated
By those inked strokes
Dominated
By those letters I settle
Straight on the papers lines
A hotline of emotions
Straight from the brain
And with that impromptu piece
Comes less of what I had set to expect
Rapid thoughts illustrated
With more of that enjambment effect.
-Dante
28 March 2015,
Picture this level of irony, Graduating on the same day I started this blog last year. Its a bit crazy, but in a good way. Its only through such achievements that I realize how far I’ve come; I remember being a kid, wondering if I would ever get the chance to finish high-school; now look where I am, It seems like only yesterday that I was envious of others while playing by the swing-set.
Time has indeed flown by, and I have God to thank for keeping me alive and well through-out this journey, however, I don’t plan on stopping here… In the words of my uncle, “Its nice that you’ve graduated, but remember, this only shows that you can crawl; now you need to start walking” I couldn’t agree more; I want to keep aiming higher and make my family proud.
-Dante
P.S. For those wondering, that’s my father to the left, my mentor and a man of great wisdom, the best father anyone could ever ask for.
I’ve lost count, of how many times
I’ve wanted to succumb
To that anger.
A few minutes, to let it all out
No doubt,
It would be gratifying
Emotionally satisfying
But …right after
I would feel It, regret,
Defeat,
Weakness,
Uncharacteristic
Of an individual highly prone
To a super-hero complex,
So I do what I always do
Shrug off the insensitive
Or laugh
At the mediocre attempts
Sometimes
If they catch me on a good day
I hand out gold stars.
-Dante
How many wires
Did I have to trip
To finally admit
That it was a red flag parade?
Answer: too many,
Base instinct is underestimated
Next time
I’ll listen.
-Dante
With a pen in my hand
I am indeed ready
For the next poetic fix,
A piece Inspired
By the rain drops
Tap dancing on my window.
-Dante
Nothing quite beats
That first breath,
Of the freshest air
Accompanied
By that kiss
From the Sun’s rays
Nothing quite beats,
The gift
Of a new day.
-Dante
All thats left are memories
Of what once was
And never will be,
Like a dream I cant recollect
Everything has ultimately
Faded.
-Dante
After an unwarranted hiatus
Though undoubtedly useful
Came an eye-opener
And powerful Impetus.
To what I hear you ask?
Life, people, myself
The whole bunch.
Regardless,
It was very much so
A good experience
At some points,
Quite intense.
Of all the lessons I’ve learnt
Relying on myself
Is not, and never will be
A good idea.
Relying on others is worse
No doubt
Keeping eyes
On the most high
Afterall, Salvation
Is just a step away.
-Dante
Strolling down the street
A literal walk
Down memory lane
Of a place I once knew.
Same places, different faces
Old friendships forged
Childhood squabbles had.
A vault of memories
Carefully filed
An archive of stories
Never to be forgotten.
-Dante
With every achievement, comes a new checklist
Re-affirmed vision, aiming higher
Like a three-volley salute.
The future is not determined
By that significant other,
Principles can never be bent
For that passionate lover.
No matter how tempting
Stick to those beliefs
That you grew knowing
The good, not the bad.
Peer-pressure, Social constructs
Nothing more than barriers,
Its like having a fly trap
To catch a Dreadnought
I know right,
Laughable outcome.
-Dante
O.D. 