The Unlearning Revolution
Sweet nature, short of a breath, stripped of native vigour, ingenuity diminished by “reality”; out of sight, out of mind
Absorbent layers of untouched earth, primed for full coverage
Soulfully and subconsciously drilled to be layered with cement; a faux, fortified foundation failing to fail when challenged
Beautiful innocence, altered to be adorned by blocks, uncensored censored building blocks to be “manufactured'' into something so exquisitely stunted; inactive, steady, not intended to move or be moved.
Except by standards!
Plastered upon the walls of a daily "developing” society?
You see, out of the womb, deemed a blank slate; rules written, breathed, released into the atmosphere were carved upon
Modeled as “realistic” morals to live effectively, to walk among “normal” men, to survive the future.
Essential for an immobile progression
This character succumbed to the “powerful” trend. Me. I am her. The girl was me.
Unashamed in all my ignorance, I learnt!
Gained the knowledge that made me into someone I really was not meant to be
Years passed, I was all in; submerged in the curriculum, on point with the rehearsed schedule.
Living and breathing what could only be described as a 4.0 GPA and I
Oh sorry, the people were pleased and I was uncomfortably comfortable.
Until I wasn’t. I was exhausted. Let my guard down, took off the scales
My focus was dimmed and my spirit connected with the truth.
Life, loud and overcrowded, for a millisecond became silent and peaceful?
Thrown off balanced, my inner man was triggered, set off to start a war between the real me and the ‘programmed’ me.
All that I knew saddled up for the impact
This skillfully, woven, handcrafted by culture facade was designed to withstand the pressure of this genuine, transparent, spoken by God reality.
The absolute worst was actually realising I needed more than these self-love compromising habits.
I realised I had to work overtime to submit to destruction, instruction and construction
This girl had to learn to unlearn
To find and become familiar with her best friend and enemy; her own unique self.
Harshly shaken by this inevitable breakthrough,
I began to undress
To detach my mentality from a belief system so “I” could push through!
Disconnected with the goal to look a certain way to love me
Extracted my feet from the pain to be
present in the spotlight
Detoured to the observant aisle where pride took flight
Redirected my intentions from the aim to always be busy
To focus on real purpose; it was not easy.
Determined to be incompatible with mediocrity
Convinced my soul it is okay to need help; to pursue humility
Taught my eyes to shed the tears
To embrace the hiccups, stains and unexpected smears
Adapted the attitude to courageously speak up!
Even when the world decides to shut up!
Viciously exfoliated the thoughts to judge
my sister without confronting her; rebuking the grudge!
Broke the chains to racial prejudicial vibes
To walk freely, to respect, to love all living tribes!
Disassociated my lips from destructive dialects to fit in
To embrace the awkward silence of standing out; to guard my generation from sin
The girl was knocked down!
The woman now birthed and wearing her crown
Wow! A magical ending!
Real talk, the truth here has only been shamefully bending!
Sometimes in compromise, she sells the discomfort of change
For a sniff of their approval, a taste to binge!
The world has aged and I still struggle to excavate the foundation
Striving still, surely not in vain to truly understand me, the original creation
Takes great time, courage and spiritual energy
To extract spirit, soul and body from psychological lethargy
To accept, to walk, to talk, to dream alone!
To inspire, to grow, to be mind blown