8/23/2017 0 Comments Poetry by Darrell HerbertCantus Firmus I understood that society had no room for me, and I had no room for society, I never have To go to the respectable dreamy like society, to the nocturnal side Was like changing sides in a war It's like the blind leading the blind So empty, so phantom empty No, a revolver has a drum that revolves In the throats of love, I was weak, no match for her But, the goodbye was sad, strangely unforgiven Straitjacket I had a lover I dated her back when she was counting change Se saw me a year ago and seemed taken aback by my confidence We hooked up and she judged my body And me, I was angry For a while actually Now I sit here smiling for the strength of my love and resiliency lives on and on I was angry for years. I was angry for many things, from many people, and many experiences My anger burned multiple holes inside of me I know now. I know how to fill these holes back up again Strength and resiliency lives on and on You can't be peace and love if you haven't tasted hate and anger You can't love yourself if you haven't sat with the looks of your many faces So my fellow humans, we are dual The pain we have shapes the beauty we create Insecurities hidden around false pride will get you nowhere Know that You're as insane as I am Dis I struggle with wanting to know why I notice, that it seems people I know treat each other better, and are closer than with me It really bothers me to be treated differently and distantly Of course, no one will ever admit it, or tell me why I've been told several times that I'm too nice, too good, too honest, and that is boring I was shocked by that These are some things that has made me increasingly disappointed, and untrusting of people, and why I withdraw from them I am indifferent, I guess that's what happens when cracks become too deep When wounds become harder to heal, when flames burn and insigne grate So for now I use these spells to keep sadness away Remember that moment becomes the stories you do not share There is kindness somewhere Our lives repair those in despair Bio: Darrell Herbert is a recipient of a national silver medal and gold key, presented by the Alliance for Young Artists & Writers in the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards of 2014. He is also a recipient of the 2016 Scythe Prize, and the 2017 Scythe Prize. He is a recipient of the NY Literary Magazine's "5 Star Writer Award." He was one of the winners in the second North Street Book Prize competition. His fiction and non-fiction has appeared in the Utica College Ampersand. His poetry has been featured in the likes of the "Best Teen Writing of 2014," by Hannah Jones, NotMyPresident Anthology, Writers- Black Artists Connected Blog, A Shared Format 4 Poets, Yellow Chair Review, Poetic Treasures Magazine, Section 8 Magazine, Blacktopia: Black Utopia Society Blog, Works in Progress newspaper, Woman of P.O.W.E.R. blog, Media Blast Press, Madness Muse Magazine, cocktailmolly, New York Rising Blog, thisis50.com, Supastars Magazine, downsouthhiphop.com, Beat Yard Magazine, All Black Entertainment Magazine, Southeast Hip-Hop Magazine, Poets & Writers Magazine, UC English Corner, Utica College Ampersand, Children's Screams are Whispers, Tuck Magazine, Wild Sound Festival Review, Dwartonline, Zoomoozophone Review, The Naga, Scarlet Leaf Review, Free Lit Magazine, The Basil O' Flaherty, Whispers in the Wind, Excavation, PPP Ezine, as well as in HangTime Magazine and The Lemonade Stand Magazine.
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