ChristinaDelCarmen

Cosmic Curls

Turn your scars

Into Stars,

And form a

Constellation:

The girl with a million curls.

-Christina Del Carmen

Missing You…

As the summer made
Its final rounds;
The days became shorter
And the nights felt colder,
I thought of you…

How your hands
Held my face
Right before you kissed me…
I thought it was love-
Turns out, Cupid missed me,
Cause now I’m sitting here
Missing you…

The Following

The Anti-Social in shepherd’s clothing
Rocking the sheep to sleep-
But there’s no God in what they preach.
“Repost–Inspirational quote”
Is the new #deep–
All for a “like” or “re-tweet.”

When was the last time you prayed?
When was the last time you felt love(d)?
When was the last time that breath you just took,
Was a blessing you were appreciative of?

But you know about Caitlyn
Spelled with a C, not a K.
You know how much the media
Infuriates Kayne.
You know about every red-bottom;
You don’t even “GotEm.”
You know how these thots be on fleek-
What that mouth do tho?
“Eating the booty like groceries…”
On repeat.

The race of the socially insane–
The competition to be different,
Grand prize: As them, be the same.

Welcome to the era
Of Humanity’s demise–
Where social validation is worth
More than knowledge-of-self.
Where society trends the news,
Rather than help.
Where rapes are memed and
Mental-illness is a joke–
Where #Lol is viewed more,
Than a hashtag for Hope.
Rich in ignorance–
Spiritually broke.
Where awake is code for
“Hitting snooze,” Too
Comfortable to get out
This sleep–
Because the following doesn’t
Listen, when the truth speaks.