"Material Thing" Nneka

Single Tear of Madness

This madness feels like ecstasy

Confess, sanity never protected us

Pull the pointed psychosis deeply

The pain splinters into everyone

We all cry one fragile tear

Collectively wiping it away

Billions of simultaneous sadnesses

Stored in the darkness with the

Humiliation and heartbreak

The Grist of Dreams

Dreamt, each other into reality

Amalgamation, of everything 

We never knew, we wanted

Fingers intertwined, like vines 

As we plummet, into each others eyes

Screaming, through our skin, in anxiety

Petrified, one of us might not exist

Everything else, has been torn from our grasp

Shattered, ruined, lying at our feet, all the pasts 

Reminding us, we will, never control anything

Fighting, against these nightmares

Dreaming, ourselves into, different realms

To escape, the subconscious beast 

Running, through a billion singularities

Clutching, our essence, and lingering scents  

Embracing, whatever, as we spin into chaos

Maybe, we can no longer ever dream again

For fear, we will dream

Us back, into the nothingness

Or, do we only exist, in the ethereal

Trapped, in the unfolding universe

Fractured, into everything

Overwhelmed, by the infinite

Confused, someplace in the abyss

Lost, everything, except the truth

Which is, as I exist, so do you

Use Me

"Use Me"

'My friends feel it's their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me
All you want to do is use me
But my answer, yeah to all that use me stuff
I want to spread the news
That if it feels this good getting used
You just keep on using me
Until you use me up
Until you use me up

My brother sit me right down and he talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well
Yeah, but when our talk was through
I said, brother, if you only knew
You'd wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me
Until you use me up
Until you use me up

Sometimes, it's true
You really do abuse me 
You get me in a crowd of high-class people
And then you act real rude to me
But, oh baby, baby, baby, baby,
When you love me, I can't get enough
I want to spread the news
That if it feels this good getting used
Girl, you just keep on using me
Until you use me up
Until you use me up
Talkin' 'bout you usin' people
It all depends on what you do
It ain't too bad the way you're usin' me
'Cause I sure am usin' you to do the things you do'
to do the things you do

Your Beauty is Everywhere

You are so beautiful just the way you are 
                                The reflection shows your revolution
Of your image and the sound of your voice 
                                  Is replicated a million times in the leaves
All around you is the love and life
                                  You just have to look up from your hands
Mother Earth supplies the validation
                                   And I supply the tender kisses

Plastered Bruises

Hollowed between gravity and compulsion
Plastered by square unrequited layers
Fashioned within accidental lessons
Paralyzed in the moment when all was lost
Make the mind travel when the body denies
No one can see, but I'm covered in bruises

Revolutionary Road

Take me down the revolutionary road
Where the revolutionary people
Are laughing revolution


Let me breath a revolutionary air
See a revolutionary world
Filled with revolutionary smiles


Let me find a revolutionary love
With a revolutionary woman
Our hands clasped in the revolution


I want to dance in the revolution
With revolutionary music playing
Our hands reaching up for revolution


I want to hear revolutionary kisses
And deep hugs of revolution
On the revolutionary road

Careening Tickertape

The ticker-tape of madness
Weathered my driftwoods
Ribbons of poverty and strife
Careening in every direction all at once
I have fallen apart
Where are my parts

Lead Me Away

So desperate for the honey

I would lick the sharpest blade

Feeling myself, crumble, slowly away

Made of flimsy, lumped, papier-mâché

The aches pervade, my deepest insane

My mangled tongue, has, nothing left to say

Lost my way, in the olive tree's shade

On the nymph's path, to the solemn glade

My heart was misplaced, somewhere in the rains

This was the only thing, that I had left to trade

Extending my hand, someone please lead me away

Our clasp, will wither the afraid, of our sadly made charade

Poem Stained Pond

The winds, carry my whimpers

Which, are muffled by bramble

Too naked, to conceal my ignominy

Jagged pieces, of my optimism

Trickling, into my palms

Our sapling, burns in muddle

The pond, stained with my poems

The Fool

The fool, cannot stop speaking

Blinded, by sentimental zest

On the concretes, he is weeping

Misplaced, within zealousness

The fool, cannot stop feeling

Following the bird’s flight

Open wound, never healing

Terrified of every night

Gossamer Roar

My boughs, comprehend

Circumscribe, your core

Tresses, of your mane

Dancing away, my inure

Imbibing, scents arcane

The gossamer, endure

Tickle, quivered flames

Encircle me, with roar

Paint Your Praxis

Trudging through life
As your subconscious
Steals back unjustly
Your treasured memories


Trapped in the now
With a future ringing
Impending sense of doom
And a past lingering
Terrible regrets


Clutch the brush
And continue to manifest
Your reality
Paint your praxis

Twist Into Me

Twisting slowly into me
Place your heart on my beat
This time we seize, my sweet
Laying amorously, among the
Crumbling shells on the beach

I Hear You, I Hear You...

I hear you. I hear you. I will tell others to hear you

I feel the weight of a million tears and I cannot walk alone.

Give me the strength to continue what I must do.

Lend me the backs of the workers who toil in the fields

Lend me the endurance of the mothers who bear the youth

Lend me the lucidity of the old to endure

A fucked up twisted world where happiness is a lie

Lend me the power of the young's optimism

Lend me the tortured moans of the lover's cries

Lend me the patience of the indigenous to survive

Inspire me with the slogans of resistance

Give me the chance, the opportunity

To transform the system that oppresses us

The system, which casts us by thread 

Steals our lives and hope for a better day

Wrap me in the unconditional love and whisper away

I hear you...I hear you...I will tell others to hear you

Shattered Pieces

Carefully I place the shattered pieces
on a tapestry of shimmer.
No glue will repair the damage
so I hold them and imagine it whole.
I keep the shards in the cloth 
tied with strands of her hair
Until I am strong enough
to face my consciousness 
Turning my wet eyes to the sky
Hoping to suspend another moment

Lullaby For Futures

Oh bright eyed baby,
Close your eyes
Sleep, deeply
To your mama's lullaby
Drink milk, from her breasts
And nest, in my loving arms
My love will always linger
The future of the world
Is in your tiny fingers
Sleep, sleep, my sweet
In your quiet bliss
You made me stronger
Then when I was young
Close your eyes and sleep
And hear my song to you
I promise little one
To tell you the truth
To feed you veggies and fruit
I promise little one
To give you the tools to live
To teach you to love and give
I will be better then those who came before
I will not make the same mistakes
I will love you more
Sleep deeply little one
And dream of a better world