Monday, November 14, 2011

KOUTA MAMA

Kouta Mama
(A rendition between myself and my niece Imani.)

My name is unique.
Big mama named me.
I am little Imani with eyes big and wide.
I see a little cat who is furry, quiet, humble and has black and white eyes.
She has a black nose and is really smart and sensitive.
She has few friends but God loves her true.
Such a sad life she has but she is always good and kind.
Gods says he will keep her close because she is so plain.
He says he loves her better than all the prettier cats because she
does everything he tells her to do.
Humble is her lot and love expressed so sweetly that she makes
Licia think that she is just like Kouta Mama and appreciates her lot in life
even more. I am still learning and feel young and old at the same time.
I am little Imani who is just a little girl looking with eyes big and wide at this big world.

By Felicia McCaw and Imani McCaw

BLACK RAVEN

Black Raven
(A rendition between myself and my niece Imani.)

Eyes of wonder look at the sky and sigh
Imani said “Hello”. What’s your name pretty black bird?
My name is Stefan the Black Raven cry back.
Stefan she said and rolled the name on her tongue. S t e f a n.
What kind of name is that for a bird? cried Imani
Stefan said “who cares – that’s my name! Nah.”
Imani said – ok – since you are so sensitive I won’t ask you again. Nah.”
Stefan strutted and purred … hmm ..good..goody..goody.
Imani said “you are so smart and flip.”
Stefan said “I know mom always tell me that all the time. Hee hee.”
Imani said “Would you tell me why you are so black?”
Stefan said “ I am just blessed to be so.”
Imani said “You are so funny – I like you.”
Stefan said “You ain’t bad yourself.”

By Felicia McCaw and Imani McCaw

THE BRUTAL TRUTH

Simplistic values carried too far.
Mad sins flying through sky a twist a more.
Life good values clear and not.
Children raised I fear not.
Adults clean and pristine example may not or may.
Lies to self and others they spread around.
Never fear the truth is known sad day for a crieth fool.
Watch a dog chase his tail and guess the clue.
Remember brutal truth can't won't be accepted.
A fool is near and will sear the mindless fool with rippling stupidity.
Click clack goes the attacker I ain't scared.
Po Po can sin and be a pussy cat and lay aside.
Blackey say great thats your spoke to turn.
Money people spite malice drives crazy poor people mad with greed.
Rockafellar ain't mirrored just the poverty stricken sods that dance a tune.
Ripple rock this men ain't what I cal kosher.
Sad a day when race reflects barbaric traits cave and bone.
Accused of many by the few and proud that all be told but is it true?
That they sin not and lie not all but elaborate to make a few dollars more off misery and suck.
Invited to a picnic of intrigue but ran away by black savages aglee with turning the spit and knife in poor mindless fool back now front.
If a brain lay in spider web please provide because a lie is a lie and a jester is one for all represented by the ignorant ones that surf the hall.
See I quote "I told you so" mindless fool hates us all for starting the shit but
who cares color of skin protest the mob.
Tinkle tinkle goes a clue life is strange and so are you.
Suffer for the masses thats what you do and remember you came here aslavin.
Not the princess or queen you say you be.
Quote "She thinks she's all that" great brainwork I've always thought can't do without this cherish thought.
My mind likes twisted warped perceptions and say "wow".
Keep tune for the sparkling additions of pieces left out and fill in the blanks with your thoughts.
Great to catch a fool anapping like you.
Keep the riddler riddle alive.

By Felicia McCaw