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From the River to the Sea

The revolution will not be televised Yet genocide is being livestreamed before our eyes Every day getting desensitized To Palestinian fathers kissing their martyred children goodbye How can a people be so dehumanized? Kids with hopes and dreams  dismissed as human shield casualties  Thousands of kid napped hostages like Ahed Tamimi Held captive by the racist Zionist entity   Refugee camps in people's own homeland  reduced to rubble for settler land grabs   Israel gaslighting to excuse the horror “That's not a hospital just a Hamas headquarter” And anyone who is a critic? Is just an   ti-Semitic… Its time for the international working masses to heed  the horn blaring the words of Ghassan Kanafani “To see the Palestinian cause as one for every revolutionary” Learning from the historical legacies of the PFLP and scientific socialist praxis  To clearly identify and strike our enemies Israel  Zionism And world imperialism Three heads of ...

We are the Masses and Co-makers of History

Y'all ever tired of being sold lies about the American dream? Bc all that was painted on my immigrants parents faces when they got back home from work was misery  Capitalism draining their wellbeing  Taking advantage of their need to provide for family  How is this land of the free If our only options are working to the bone or starving?  How can we find dignity  When capitalist vampires are sucking every ounce of our energy   To steal the value we're creating  Our blood sweat and tears are their favorite drink  and they are constantly thirsty  Why do I have to work three jobs  To afford living  Yet the news keeps calling gen z like me lazy Instead of blaming low pay and lack of affordable housing  Supervisor said he couldn't be flexible with my schedule So what he's really telling me Is I have no say in how I get to spend my day  But I shouldn't complain right?  I could be back to minimum wage When I was told to...

Isaiah 53:3

I love people so deeply  Make them my chosen family  For them to show they were only using me Don’t care to discard me  Talk down to me  Narcissism always finds me Have to remind myself these are powers and principalities  But it hurts that it’s always the vessels closest to me Hugging me one day  then twisting the knife smiling  Feel like it’s always confirming They only love me When they pull the strings Always having to cut loose And go back to being lonely  Seeking God to console me  Bc He was acquainted with this kind of grief  the only One who loves me purely  Won’t forsake me Help me to forgive and love them like you did Jesus  For they know not how they hurt me  

Be my guest

August 26, 2024 I can never just greet my grief tell her to stay as long as she needs give her a shoulder to cry on  instead I drag her into a dark room and try to dress her up make her into a pretty presentable thing worthy of mine and other people's time and attention I wipe her tears before they can fall and tell her to put on a brave face that tears are unproductive turn it to poetry or testimony  and move on don't know how to make space for her feel like if I let her tears flow freely  it'll flood the house threaten if she doesn't shut up I'm gonna lock her up  hoping she'll go away  until the cycle starts over and I start to hear her bangs because sadness unseen turns into rage what was once my inner child needing space is now a monster that needs to be tamed 

kingdom praxis

August 7, 2023 I truly believe  Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life something I'll proclaim till this flesh of mine dies and I go back to home sweet heaven where I'll live on much longer  than this blink of an eye life why I don't fear death bc Jesus conquered it  I seek the kingdom  but not passively instead treating "heaven as it is on earth" as praxis reclaiming territory evil powers and principalities have occupied  for His kingdom to thrive 

Egypt

March 29, 2023 I'm learning  the best things for me are the hardest to do and the bondage that holds me back is the comfort I keep crawling back to 

El Roi

March 20, 23 When I look in the mirror I try to resist the urge to cringe bc I've never quite seen God's image just all the people who saw me as unworthy of loving all the rejection hits me like I understand why they attack me  need to resist the torment can't see myself through carnal eyes  when my character is what matters most God's the only one who sees me bc He looks beyond the surface at the heart  understands women like Hagar and me