Thursday, August 20, 2009

Brave New Voices ...in the voice of Aja.

"My team, the Urban Word NYC slam team,
had a particularly moving and startling breakdown at our semifinals bout after a poet, Jorge,
completely broke with disappointment in the lack of support and positive energy showed to the New York City team.
One of our core focuses as educators and cultivators of young voices at Urban Word NYC in the slam,
is we expect each team member and Urban Word entourage members
including coaches and mentors to support every team we compete against.
We shake hands and introduce ourselves to other team members
and after giving standing ovations to each team we competed against we therein realized that New York City received unmotivated claps and a few supporting screams,
Jorge was flooded with rage and tears and proceeded to throw his fists in the air with frustration--
we had to walk him out the room and decided then that the best way to handle the hurt of the team
was to confront the issue at hand.
Jorge closed our semi final round with a poem he dedicates to his grandmother, dealing with the gentrification of Harlem.
Prior to reading this poem he opened with a brutally vulnerable introduction and disclaimer.
His confusion of the lack of support resonated with us all and he wore his heart proudly on that stage,
admitting the feelings shared with other teams,
the need and want to be supported and the frustration with those caught up in the competition
and forgetting the importance of uniting together at this festival not as teams against each other
but as young people coming together against and simultaneously, for the world.
He admitted NYC having felt so alone at BNV this year in an emotionally wrecking way,
he then continued into his poem and overwhelmed with self stumbled across words,
displaying an incredible source of organic unpolished vulnerability that spoke
to a universal truth we could all experience and understand.
After the scores were disregarded by our score keeper, Lauren Whitehead, to which she responded,
teary eyed to Jorge that he was not alone and that none of the young people at BNV were alone,
reminding young people that it was not HBO against them or anyone else
but rather they were the forces of light the world has been pushing for.
I was particularly brought to tears after witnessing the depth of growth in my team and
overwhelmingly proud of all of their efforts and their incredible bravery.
The bout was simply put, magic in so many ways, a work of God, truly.
So much gratitude to QUEEN GODIS,
who supported the team through each bout
though only a few of us will know truly the depth of her wondrous spirit,
I am in awe of the incredible ability she has to awaken the best in our spirits and the source of life in our selves."
--Aja-Monet <3
** i dont think anyone could have said it better **

College Girl .



I'm officially a
Delaware State University Hornet .
::round of applause::
I couldn't be more excited to finally be going to college .
Especially since DSU was my 1st (and only choice) .






Tuesday, July 7, 2009

so as you all know Mr. Michael "King of Pop" Jackson passed away.
and everyone is all torn up about his death.
and i must admit its sad, but i refuse to stop my life and be all depressed about his death.
Im sorry it happened, but people die everyday.
Lets not forget about the dying children in Africa,
or the casualties because of the War in Iraq.
Lets not forget that people die all the time,
and they dont get memorial services that stop all television,
nor do they get front page on every news paper.
im sorry if i sound inconsiderate
but truthfully just because MJ died dont let the world stop.
It is a sad event but it isnt the end of the world, nor the end of Pop.



MiSSiNG !!!

if you see these people tell them i miss them dearly .
& that i need them to return,
my heart feels empty with out them there.

i been gone for a minute. . .

now I'm back with a vengeance.
I'MMMMMM BACKKKKKKK !!
time wasnt allowing me to blog as often as i would like;
but im back & loving it <3>


*i missed ya'll*

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Put down the pen... & walk away slowly.

im not sure how this will sound considering the fact that im a "poet".
but sometimes, (more so recently)
ive been getting so... hmm...
soooo poetry'd out that im like
IF I HEAR ANOTHER SNAP
OR "MMMM" I MIGHT KILL SOMEONE!
okay that was a bit extreme,
but does anyone else ever get like that?
sometimes i wonder if my "poet friends" are missing out on life..
i wonder when the last time some of them took a walk in the park,
or enjoyed an evening out
that didn't include an open mic,
or spitting on the train,
or a chyper on the corner.
it sounds kind of odd to say,
but there is life beyond poetry.
and you don't have to agree with me..
but its MY blog so i can say what ever the hell i want to.
so i don't really care if you agree or not :) !
but, sometimes i just wanna put my notebook on the highest shelf of my bookcase,
and just let it collect a little dust. i mean, a little dust wont hurt.
....... right?

Sunday, May 10, 2009

For My One_Winged Angel.

i ran across the most beautiful pendent ever one day
while knick-knack shopping on my own.
and i went back with a pocket full of what was left of last months pay check
to buy that chain for you, but it was gone.
& i couldnt find it anywhere.
then i stumbled upon the SAME EXACT CHAIN online last night..
after our 3 hour phone call .
but last months paycheck is long gone and so is this months,
so i hope a picture will do until then.
(you know who you are.)

*btw i have the earring you lost..
dont ask how, just know i have it*