Poem: ‘I Ring the Alarm’

Written by empressjournee

Photo Credit: Marquise de Photographie

They wish for me to forget, what was done to me

Allowing me to feel cage in my own memories,

The nightmare that haunts me:

They wish for me to forget

What was done to our family

What I had done in my silent rage

In my hurt, my shame to those

Who resemble somewhat like me:

And I tried so hard even in the silence

Of my scream, even in the silence

Of my dreams, even in the silence

Of my own agony—I began to speak up

Speak out—my dismay, to those

Who would hear me

Who didn’t expect that of me

To those who may be consume

With their own lives

Their own agony—their own silent hell:

To those whose heart maybe trouble

To those whose spirit is gentle and mild

To those who are eager to hear

My poetic notes lines—my story

I ring the alarm in urgency

Unveiling the hypocrisy

They which to silence my existence

As I declare and decree freedom

From white and dark lies

God places more forgiveness in me:

Open my eyes, to another chance to get it right

As I listen to the sagacious wise

I must continue to forgive me.

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