Empressjournee Jamaica

Poem: A Hallo-lies in Disguised

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: Paige Cody

When you speak, it hurts my heart,

Bring tears to my eyes, like river falls,

Swallow all rivers of lies:

You inflict wounds, like thunder rage, in the sky:

You try hard to dismissed, the words that hurts,

The wrongs, you don’t even apologize:

When you speak, I see a broken child,

Dislike your presence, toxic, makes me want,

To run and hide: You reach out for a hug,

And deny, you ever said, what you said,

“Was that wise?” Deflecting from truth,

About all the lies:

You say, I am the one who demonize, your words,

Presence, have my heart ache and feel to hate you,

‘Maybe this is a lie!’

Reminding me of the lessons of my thoughts,

I too need to be wise—forgive you, forgive me,

To see you, as you are, “A demon in disguised!”

Let me move on, with a half-hated smile,

Instead of waiting on you,

“I do, apologize!”

Empress Journee

About the author


I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College (M.E.C.); mother of three, grandmother and great grand. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift my consciousness; sharing historical view of the different shades of color, the various culture, the way we all are connected, the musical genius throughout the world and the works that are done to help us tap into ourselves and know that we are worthy. I also love to write poetry and sing. There was a moment that now phase in another aspiration of my life, I felt singing was a forum—a path to take, that helps to voice, express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand and what I was going through; feeling unsupportive. Although, there was some support, especially from my love ones, the challenges I faced was mostly internal.
I am so grateful for the grace I have been given to be able to write my poetic thoughts, that is my freedom. I was a part of a journey that taught me lessons and motivate me that preparation is a must to face a world that may not be ready for a new rising star. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry. I especially wanted to give honor to my mother who is no longer in the physical, as well as my natural father for the knowledge of health before he departed from this planet. Also, I would like to thank you my supporter for being on this journey with me even at times when the journey seems unclear. May we appreciate the blessings that has been given to us, as we continue to soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.
Empress Journee