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Poem: An Ancient Creed

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by empressjournee
Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: Jeffery Erhunse

They smile but I thought the smiles
Was ‘true love,’ beaming towards me:
They study but I did not think

It was a strategy to tear apart my beloved family:
They laugh but I didn’t think it was funny
In my hurting, in my confusion, when I was not
Prepare for what was happening to me:
They saw a part of me—they hated,

they admired, because they thought poorly

Of themselves, the reflection of their own

Unfulfilled dreams:
They try to oppress my dreams

In ways I could not believe
And saw that wisdom and love had a hold on me……
They disappear—somewhere,  I wish to believe,
So far away, only God can see
Yet, the echoes of their ghost,

Sometimes reminds me
That my place is not where I think I should be
In a world that had so much magic,

So much adversity and prayer warriors,

Reminding me—seek the power of an ancient creed.

Empress Journee

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About the author

empressjournee

I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College, mother of three and grandmother. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift one's consciousness and share 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 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 I should have to express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand what I was going through and feeling unsupportive. Back then, as I search to find myself, what I would like to do and who was there to support my dreams at a time I thought I was safe and appreciated, however I was awoken to a reality through words said and unsaid that I needed more development, more attention and love coming from the highest of myself. So, writing became my outlet.
To those who have been a great supporter in reading my poetic imagination, let this poetry enlightening you to write and express yourself from a safe place regardless of what is being said that is not productive. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will bring success, inspired those who struggle with defeat, exhaustion, fatigue, lack of vision, depression and struggle to give of themselves; to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds, uplifting one's character.
When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired I would write when I was inspired, bored and when I feel uninspired. I would take long breaks at times and start all over again. I know I am required to do and be my best, this is what I strive to be. I wanted to thank those who stood with me through my journey, motivate me to strive to be the very best, took the time to read my poetry, especially my loved ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. May we find rest (If we can), peace (If we can) and blessings, reign in all of us--as we soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.

Empress Journee

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