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Local Poet - Adrianne Hill |
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MEET Adrianne Hill
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The Pit and the Pendulum
I often find my soul running down the corridors of minds
Panicked and in a blind flight from darkness and her lusciously silken children
who slip and slice into the cracks of collective consciousness, relentless in their ongoing quest to divide the divine.
I hurtle the me that is still untouched to 1989, bopping my head to 3rd Bass…steppin to the AM, blasting the D.O.C. out my speakers, going to the West Charlotte vs. Harding game
Their band stepped and dipped but they never could get with The Marching Lions
Boom boom boom ba boom boom boom …Lion Rock!
Kissing boyfriends hastily, trying to get my thrills how I could cause Daddy didn’t play and the station wagon was waiting on me at the top of the hill…
Then one of my children screams and I slam back into the harsh reality of today and I realize in some ways ignorance is bliss
I miss the me that didn’t lie in the shadow of the all-seeing eye
The me that didn’t know the horrors of being a fiend
The me that who was once smiles and sunshine
I try to find that middle ground that chases away all frowns
Cackling with laughter cause I know what They are after
And the thought makes me want to puke
The screams of all humankind still ring faintly in my mind
Dark dreams of running from an inevitable end
Knowing that time never was and still is not my friend
My spirit yearns to hunt for the truth that is universal
Cursed are those who refuse to look for the truth behind the news
Their days are numbered and when they are jolted awake from this perpetual slumber
Called the American Dream that’s pitched like barbecues and ice cream and lemonade
Everyones hidden insanity will bubble, spill over and the howls of how will travel to the surface of everyone’s mind
Night after night as I carried my child I dreamed of the end of mankind
Running, running, running but all of us handed over the ability to hide
To corporations that remind us that love is money is transformed into something tangible on an annual basis
Thoughts of why fade when they feel the bass kick as folks try to shed inhibitions thinking their mind is opened when really
The door to control is closed and clamped shut
Folks got monkeys that demand pussy and dick hard and quick they bang away their issues
Never realizing that a need for power is their real problem
In a world that usurps more and more control from mankind every day
they feel…they feel...they feel
Sensations that this life cannot properly provide and the lusciously silken darkness divides…divides
Multiplying demons on a quantum level, waking up with clothes disheveled, too proud to admit that dwindling bit of them that feels shame
Looking for someone to blame, testosterone, machismo, too much ego
To consign themselves to only loving themselves with their hands
until they find love and trust at the appointed time
The world is a feast and here it is rapping upon your eyes tapping into the caverns between thighs
A smorgasbord of faces needing to contort, bodies waiting to writhe and abuse
themselves, got the desire to have, to want confused with need
No one seems to understand that you walk away from that bed, back seat, corner of a room
Infused with the collective doom of that darkness
it roots in your heart and blossoms in the lust to dominate
no longer spirit but an animal cloaked in humanity is all one can be
when a man finds pleasure in using a woman to masturbate on
takes pride in it, uses her weakness as a excuse
tells his homeboys he’s a real man…when really he’s a predator
no longer allowed to hunt for survival so he debases to hunt for minds
while women allow others to think for them, all shades and sizes are scarred
thinking they are empowering themselves by kicking men out of bedrooms
slamming the door on love, denying the part of themselves that makes them woman
trying to rein in and control the elemental force called love
broken dreams in a world that frowns on abortion yet denies opportunities for prosperity
to single women with children that must sacrifice them at the altar of the middle class
and to married women trying to find meaning for themselves in idle pursuits for her children
My Connor got into Stanford, MIT, Yale,therefore I AM
Less is more or less more, that daddy that beat you too much shows up in your urine and come
never taking time to realize that without love you will always be undone
Here’s where I’m coming from, I’m trying so hard to not let a booty call be my way
Most are choked up on their sorrows that greet them by that bed at the light of day
And those who oppose the light keep making
More roads for you to run away
hearts getting shellacked, coated by the unnatural that is today’s reality
The hurt grabs them by the jugular, they swallow it down, stuff, candy coat it in cool savoir faire
The few of us left that have seen the light, shed a tear for them, cause they can’t spare
any time, they are in a race to mate, a perfectly programmed legion of fools
processed to believe that their bodies are a place for mental gluttony, they became tools
of the oppressor, too filled with stupid pride to find help and shelter
I’m feeling all alone, an island of semi-sanity in a world gone helter-skelter
Waiting for the day when the layers of façade will shed from this world
and the pain of humanity will burn off the layers of foolishness
Reminding myself that all this is not real it is
a calm before the storm
a time of preparation for the aware
damnation for all who don’t share
the belief that this life is a dream being sold
and the lusciously silken darkness keeps on exponentially dividing into horrors yet untold
going through the fires of change is what will burn the dross and bring out the gold.
The Infinite Possibilities by Adrianne Hill
This is only one universe
in many...they tell us how
at a quantum level no one can predict
the path of electrons in an atom
they say it is impossible
I say they dont know God like I do
My question is this
How come at my church they keep singing the earth is the Lord's
Looks to me like He's losing ground here fast
There are so many ways this world could end
So much control we gave away 230 years ago
when those who oppose the creator took hold of this country
took the trust of the people and used it against them over and over
shadowy puppeteers got a chokehold on Christianity
and a stranglehold on the citizens
Folks turning in for the latest disinformation from CNN, MSNBC, Fox
It's tailored to their beliefs, a lovely song of half-truths and lies
candy coated to make the horrific palatable
and to let you forget before that show is over
After all, your sitcom starts in thirty minutes
and you received your daily dose of educational miseducation
so you wont look like a dummy at the water cooler
when they bitch for the millionth time that Bush wiretaps really do protect
TV, books, blatantly taunting us, letting us know
We no longer have any say
And that election day
Is nothing but a show
Fear is welling in many
they turn it into hatred for the "terrorists"
fifty years ago they were the "Communists"
It's McCarthyism recycled
Power hungry evangelists
Usurp more power from their loyal congregations
who never seem to realize these cats are
not God's messengers...they lost that ability the day they saw
The control that was put in their hands
and became addicted to themselves
Three recommendations I have are
to lay aside all your crutches
tune into the God within
and realize when the frequency aint just right
This is the best way to fight
Those who are finding more and more ways to put out your light
I remember our dream
of watching the sunsets of distant suns
finding the newborn in ourselves
dancing in the light of our love
creating a new life where you were just you and me was just me
making our own destiny
Stuffing it away when I lost hope in that reality
Thinking WE I would never see
I still got many doubts
I think of how in this world WE would never work out
My heart chokes when I think of what could be
WE....
Remember when you said you were surrounded by darkness
and you couldn't find your way
I hear you and feel you and touch your mind and feel the light
and I realize you, me
WE...
have both grown, we have shown what we are made of
love? I don't know, the frightening thought of what happened
the last time makes me say hell no...I can't bear it again
That horrific anticipation that ate at my soul as I asked over and over
WHEN?
The despair of loving from a distance
You only let me so close when
I opened all for you
In my heart it was
WE...
I know...I gotta recognize then I wasn't ready
Only God knows if I am now
Just letting you know I am ready to start
ready to grow into
WE...
I got so many questions
and I know you...telling me shhh...and lulling me to sleep
I forgot about your intense love
I forgot about the sweet and gentle very few see
Persistent and consistent with the companionship that created
WE...
Remember when you rode the rollercoaster with me
Throw your hands in the air...and wave them like you just don't care
I know I must appreciate that, treasure that again
I gotta recognize you were a guardian angel in your own sense
But can you feel where I'm coming from, I need you tangibly
to bring this thing to total reality
Shit for all I know, it could be just me
And Im tired of having to question the
WE....
By Adrianne Hill Forgive me for appearing panicked It’s only never that someone like you appears at my door I know you probably heard it a million times but one look at you and a woman can’t help but want to know more You are as beautiful as the concept of eternity Walking like you could reign over a thousand galaxies with ease Baby you make ugly seem like an incurable disease Knocking the wind out of me, you are So fine that at first I couldn’t even look you in the face Twenty minutes left something in me I cant erase You the kind that women throw pussy to Right now some chick is probably slowly sucking your dick But my intentions are true blue I got a million questions…where do I begin? Do you need a queen Or are you into a lot of tricks Do you think love is a game I know you can take your pick Do you treasure your sex Or do you pass it all around Have you ever had your heart stomped into the ground Sweetheart I’m knocking at your door Your sensuality is infectious, addictive even, you make me feen for more You make a nigga want… to inhale your skin, to try to taste every pore lay on top of you, rock with you, look in your eyes and moan for more Get some strawberries, lick and suck your body till your legs shake Give you head till you drip come all over my mouth and face Laugh and cry with you, figuring out together exactly what this life is for I wanna be your ace boom coon, your soldier ass nigga and your lady When this world’s bullshit façade crumbles and the Apocalypse comes, I wanna be that chick by your side throwing bows and toting guns The first you turn to with your hurts, sorrow, love and trust The only one you think of you when you’re so horny you’re ready to bust I want to stand on alien planets with you and stare at seas millions of light years from this world Fly spacecraft over alien oceans and bask in the light of distant suns Together we can pursue the truth and unravel the mystery I wanna converse with you telepathically, like two souls in one body that exists somewhere in the 7th dimension Together we can discover untapped powers and cast mountains into the seas, believe me Jesus is discussing a form of telekinesis Christians refuse to mention Traverse the universe and transcend space and time to knock at eternity’s door I got one question for you, are you my Cassius, you appear to be everything he is and more Let’s dance across green fields and smell the sunshine in our hair All of the above requires true friendship first, its only fair Still trying to figure how you created clarity in my spirit It’s gotta be more than your appearance, something about this whole situation Smacks of the supernatural I wonder if you feel my sorrow, I have millions of scars you cant see You look at me with eyes full of non-judgement, acceptance and empathy I cant help but return the stare with gratitude Nowadays I usually feel like a shell of what I used to be A parody of my former days of glory when I look at myself in the nude A corny ass recluse that lost her juice This explains why I’m looking for a love forever, I got no time to buckshuck There was a time where I would have looked you in the eye and try my damnedest to fuck With a thong and some high heels, titties out and legs shining, see I used to be stuck On stupid, Goddamn look at what you did, It’s dawning on me that I need Cupid I have wasted tears and years letting my pussy do the talking I’m fucking tired of standing still with spinning wheels, I want to start walking Into the destiny that awaits me, I can’t see playing myself for a brief thrill I know with you the sex will make time stand still But in God’s time, I cant fuck up and let my heart break I have to keep coming with the A game, that’s the only way a chick with you will win I’m praying you are also beautiful within I wont front, I’m sick of being alone Yet I never want to pressure you or force you into Man made constructs, boyfriend/girlfriend, fiancee, I’m grown! I’m not the type to trip over five thousand dollar wedding dresses rushing to the altar, caving into social pressure whining for a silly ring, that’s a temporal thing All I need is your love, faithfulness and devotion forever Your honesty, integrity, The marriage license without the heart means nothing to me So my prayers will now include you and I earning our crowns together Persevering, turning to God for joy through all the bad weather The freaky lovin I mentioned probably will rule my fantasies damn near forever But don’t worry, I’ll stay a lady for you, and try not to cross the line And in time hopefully you will Do the job you came to do and set my broken family right And your dick with dance circles around my clit in my fantasies at night and it’ll be alright, cause you made me see what my Mr. Wonderful is supposed to be.