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If Anyone Had a Heart

1/24/2018

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Olutunde Olufemi is bringing you raw emotion in his poem, If Anyone Had a Heart.  This work illustrates how unreciprocated love is a hard pill to swallow. Yet, as we know, it is one of many medicines of life. When taken correctly, it will make us stronger. Thank you Olutunde for sharing your words.

​-Faith

IF ANYONE HAD A HEART

Baby as much as I want to be so deeply into you
I keep finding myself feeling disappointed 
in the selfish things that you do
As if I mean nothing to you, and it really shows
In the way you act as if there is no love between us
or we are now just two passing shadows
Baby, I need to know if I'm wasting my time on you
Because I can't be with you pretending like I truly don't 
care about you
Loving you the way I do, when you are being so cold
It feels like a knife cutting straight through the depths of my soul
That sometimes you make me wonder if I should just let you go
Give you the chance to be with someone new, eventhough
Loving you means so much more to me
That I rather set you free then to watch you keep on hurting me

Anyone had a heart
would surely take me in her arms
and love me too
You, couldnt really have a heart 
and hurt me
like you hurt me
and be so untrue

Everytime I find your warm eyes all over me
Even a blind man can see the love vibrating from deep within me
And how loving you means so much more
More than anything I ever felt from any woman before
When you are not around I find myself missing you 
and can't seem to sleep
And it's crazy how you got me in so deep
That I can't stand it when there is strife
Knowing that I would protect your very soul and body with my own life
I just don't understand why you just can't see through me
And hear my heart calling out to you so desperately
I really don't understand what you want me to really do
Should I stay or should I just walk away from you
It's so unfair that I have to keep on trying to please you
When you don't care about the fact as a man that I have needs too

Anyone had a heart
would surely take me in her arms
and love me too
You, couldnt really have a heart
and hurt me
like you hurt me
and be so untrue

You use to love that I could be your sunshine
In the midst of the rain
And how I could ease your mind when your heart
Was in pain
The touch of my warm hands all over your brown skin
But now you wanna treat me like im some kind of distant friend
Tell me is it someone else woman, I really need to know
Because no one wants to be in a relationship feeling like they're doing it solo
It hurts baby knowing that me and you don't vibe like we use to
So tell me what am I really suppose to do

Anyone who had a heart
would surely take me in her arms
and always love me
But why, why won't you
Anyone who had a heart
would love me too
No one gonna love you
like I do
No one going to make you feel
the way I do
No one, no one, no one, no no nooooooo

Olutunde Olufemi
​

2017
About the Poet

Olutunde, born in Atlantic City, New Jersey recounts an interview with PBS. "My writings are about making things matter. Making those invisible, intangible ideas and dreams materialize, things that you can touch, things that you can feel and become apart of!!" So far he has done that in five books (1995) Poems, Bullets & Blood, (1997) The River Is Overflowing With Words, (2008) Son Of A Warrior Griot, (2012) Love Psalms and (2016) Ofo Ase; The Power Of The Word

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Whatever we believe about ourselves becomes manifested in our hearts and minds.

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Cross It

1/20/2018

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We all bear burdens. I do believe that is is part of the human condition. However, it is the way we carry these burdens that affects us the most. Believe in yourself to the point of ascension. Know that no burden can weigh you down unless you allow it. Know that you can cross any troublesome sea. I have faith in you.

-Faith


I see you in a row boat.
In a sea of pain and fear. 
In a sea of sorrow.
Everywhere around you is more water.
More worry. 
And your arms are tired.
You're hungry.
You're thirsty.
And there is no nourishment around.
All you have is the sound of your thoughts.
"I'll never make it out."
The waves are more choppy than calm.
You are soooo exhausted.
There are even splinters in your palms, 
from gripping your oars so tightly.
​
"But only if I had help...
I can't call for a rescue,
I have to do this on my own.
I can't fit anyone else in this boat. I can't let anyone know what is going on. They will think I'm weak. They might try to stop me. Break my oars or take them away. I might be safer if I stay away... from everyone... but it's so dark and I am alone." 

But the darkness is your throne! We are taught to be afraid of it, the dark. It covers your royal frame. It's written all over your name. You are powerful. You are all encompassing. You are a leader to many daughters and sons. You will row over waves of depression, waves of being seen as unintelligent, waves of memories of mistreatment during your adolescence. You will row ashore and claim the land that is truly yours....

You will. My spirit tells me everyday. Your spirit calls for me. It says I need you, but your mouth never heeds you.

Yet, I see you.... 
With the wind whipping me.
With smeared eye liner.
I see you in that sea.
With worrisome eyes.
I know you see me.
A face full of want for your survival.
For a life full of joy. 
For things you are entitled.

And when you step ashore, 
And check out the lush land,
And feel the soft sand,
I know you'll release all your worries in a great roar. 
And you'll finally be open to get all of the love you've been yearning for..... 

Open your eyes.
Dot your i's.
Cross your t's.
Cross the sea that is your truth.
It's ain't nothing but a small sea.
Don't fear what's beneath.
Break this world's view of a curse.
What's a sea to the universe?

Cross it.

​June 2016
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Faith is the curator of The Poets' Corner and the author TRIGGER.
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This is a process.
It’s a journey.
Don’t rush. 

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    Faith Underwood, Curator

     Writer. Poet. Lover.

    I'm sure that poetry was my first writing love.
    It was already in me and then I ran into, Nikki.  
    Nikki Giovanni, and maybe a little Sister Soldier.
    Such beautiful words. The flows, behold her.
    My love for words and rhymes increased as I grew.  
    While listening to the realest Lauryn Hill,
    And a whole bunch of Erykah Badu.
    My writing hands were sprinkled with tunes of Aaliyah.
    And Alicia. And Anita Baker. 
    Missy Elliot was the hottest on the block.
    Singing is it the way to my words..
    Like the songstress Jill Scott.
    TLC bodied the sexy in me.

    So I now bring my own words of inspiration. Words of meditation. Words to get you thinking bout that night. Words to help you feel alright. Words to... share parts of me. I pray that you receive them readily.

    FAITH U.
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