Just carry me home tonight.....

The Truth: Quote of the Day

"Well if you look at all of the cultures in America, this is a great opportunity for us to really get acquainted with the rest of the world. America is the only place you can do that, but we don't have sense enough to take advantage of that."

-Erykah Badu

The Diary: U.S.A.

Land of the free! Land of the free! Land of the free but what about me? Oppression ain't the word in the land of the free. The chains of oppression can't bind me. I'm packing today...Land of the free I'm on my way. Let me get my tattered rags, my patched up bag, let me toss in a bible just for safekeeping. Oh my dreams? I'll keep em in my breast pocket, close to my heart and not far from mind, I'm on a journey to help me find....the truth and the light to free my mind and end my plight. Red, White, Blue gates I enter you....If I can make here I can make it anywhere! Who dare's trample on the heart that's bound to be free?! Who dares to try and stop me?! The old gatekeeper, Uncle Sam, chuckles at me and holds out his hand. "Silly girl, you ain't heard? Freedom ain't free." I hand him my coins and he shakes his head, he steps aside, and into the land of the free I tread. Oppression ain't the word in the land of the free. I still got my dreams right here in my pocket, still got some spirituality tucked in my wallet. Here in this free land I do tread...Here in this free land I do wed...democracy...hypocrisy...I soon began to see, freedom ain't so free. I wanna be free! I wanna be free! But the cost I have to pay is to steep. Taxation's! Taxation's! The Internal Reality Services are knocking at the door for my sanity! The Media says they want my sexuality! The Federal Beauty Investigation requires my self-esteem! Oh lord, I'm falling into poverty! Uncle Sam Uncle Sam says he's interested in my welfare...but he can't supply my needs so my spirit's getting sick I need medi-prayer because my health's failing to quick. Land of the free! Where's my freedom? I payed the price and now I need it! Right now! Right now! Red, White and Blue! You gleam in the sky! Can you help me I'm trying to survive! But in the Red I saw the blood of ancestors past, of mama's crying for a son that didn't last. Sweet lady I'm sorry you're so Blue...I would be more empathetic if maybe I'd seen Dear John's face, does he resemble Kayne? 2-Chainz? All you want for your birthday is to hear your son's name? I can't relate maybe if he was dressed in White I could picture his face. Land of the free what have you done to me? That's when the great Uncle let me in on secret...U....S....A....the united states of animosity, the united states of atrocity...land of the free....where freedom ain't free.



~Yours Truly, Miss Niah

Gravity...stay the hell away from me...

The Truth: Quote of the Day

"And I figured out that the reason I couldn't get through the day as well as I can now is because I had too many things on my mind, on my plate, you know, for one person to have. So I started to eliminate some of the things that were too heavy to carry and unnecessary."
-Erykah Badu

The Diary: Morning is a Long Time Coming...

Mistress of darkness...
my heart etched with pain,
filled with disdain...
the darkness, it...it
whispers my name...
the Darkness,
the Lioness,
she's always hunting...
morning is a long time coming....


As the sun sinks below the horizon...prelude to the night


The darkness creeps out...seducing my senses
smelling my fear...
I desperately search for light or knight's armor 
to hinder what I know is drawing near she caresses me slowly, like a mother shielding a child


And all I can I do is hug her with tears in my eyes....weary, of her treacherous wilds...
but just like an abused child I cling to my abuser...
comfortable and uncomfortable by the constant confusion


Headaches that lead to heartaches that lead to heartbreaks 
that make the soul shake and wash my body with sweat....
as I awake from my nightmares screaming your name...
...only to look around and see it was all in vain
all I have is the darkness. She is mine to claim.
she...caresses me with pain, assists in my strain
tickles my struggle, fragments my mind like a...cheap, scenic puzzle. 


The darkness
the lioness 
she's always hunting...
morning is a long time coming






~Yours Truly, Miss Niah

We'll change the pace and just go slow....