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A Poem by sonnie ibadah

Come with me my love,
To the end of the world.
Where I've seen incomparable beauty in diversity.
Beyond caged sentiments. Beyond inherited adversity.
Where our race and beliefs converge in time.
And me loving you is not a crime.

Come with me my love,
To the end of the world.
Where sunshine and rainbows drown the melancholy in our veins,
Until no traces of lexapro or prozac remains.
Where the bleeding words on our hastily scribbled suicide notes.
Are celebrated and treasured like famous inspirational quotes.

Come with me my love,
To the end of the world.
Beyond the dreary trance of synthetic reality.
Where our uncensored minds aren't considered a pathological abnormality.
And you no longer have to wonder if hope is a symptom or a cure.
Because you rejoice in the truth that makes black hearts pure.

Come with me, my love.
To the end of the world.
Beyond the grieving skies,
And their hopeless cries,
Where Faith never lies,
And Love says no goodbyes.
Yes love,
To a world that never dies!

© 2020 sonnie ibadah


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This was dutifully written and elegantly expressed. I believe individuality to be the only true freedom. Because until mankind can learn to accept every human as an individual, none of us will ever be free. People like to define themselves by different things, by race, religion, national origin, occupation or political affiliation so they can "belong" to that group. But that mentality leads to group conflicts. Look at the street gangs for example. Each one has it's "colors" or "signs" and territory and if trespassed upon it leads to gang war. Nations are the same on a larger scale with grander wars fought with missiles and rockets. Individuals make friends but groups and nations make war. We need to embrace the fact that we are all the same. We are all sisters and brothers of the same race (the HUMAN race) and we have only this one tiny blue planet to survive upon; this little waterlogged marble floating in the vast darkness of space. When I say, we are all one race, it's not some high-minded, far-flung philosophy. It's scientifically proven fact attested to by our blood and DNA. Every living being on this planet descended from ONE common ancestor whom anthropologists have named "Eve" in reference to her being the mother of us all. But until we begin to identify ourselves as "human" and "family" rather than by all other societal epithets of race, religion, gender, political identity, national origin etc. we will never be free. And until we seek first our own individuality and the individuality of others we will never see the forest for the trees. We form our own divisions by clinging to things which shouldn't matter. What should matter is that we are family and each entitled to basic human rights and the respect of one another. That is my honest and heartfelt belief.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


sonnie ibadah

4 Weeks Ago

This right here is gold. If only everybody had the same mindset.
"Individuals make friends bu.. read more
Fabian G. Franklin

4 Weeks Ago

You're very welcome. I did enjoy your poem, by the way. The idea of the utopia it expresses is not s.. read more
sonnie ibadah

4 Weeks Ago

Thanks again

your opening stanza really say's it all for me and could not be better said .. this is not just a love song spoke but a message that need be shouted loud and heard around the globe.... I am glad we met today sonnie

Neville

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


sonnie ibadah

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much Nev. I'm glad you can relate to this.
Neville

4 Weeks Ago


my pleasure entirely... stay safe n well my literary friend

Neville :)
A really powerful opening Sonnie. Beautifully penned and heartfelt. There IS ncomparable beauty in diversity, sadly not everyone has been enlightened. A very touching write in the current climate.

Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you Chris
This makes me think of how certain things in life are only a problem because of locality, in that we all have customs and traditions that seem bizarre to the outside world, but are written in stone locally, meaning someone somewhere is a prisoner of those beliefs and can never be free among it.
The more I have travelled, the more I have realised that this can be an issue for many, as I try again in vain to someone that sectarianism is a bigger problem here than racism, and it's all to do with soccer and which team you support.
Crazy, but true. Only when you live it can you truly understand how for many, where we are born can restrict us from growing... If we let it.
Your words are beautifully penned yearnings from a voice that doesn't want to break out of its box, it doesn't want the box to exist at all.
No bad thing in my opinion.

Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

"Only when you live it can you truly understand." This is so true. Thank you for your wise words.
21st century and how we've advanced in some things but still bitterly backward in others.
I've never ever heard a chat up line in a disco with the words, what religion are you, what race are you.
How many wars are race related, will it change, probably not.

Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

I doubt it will. Thank you for stopping bye. Glad you liked this.
Paul Bell

1 Month Ago

Like the way write.
Paul Bell

1 Month Ago

Or as I should have said. Like the way you write.
This makes me think of the soul seeking its origins in a perfect state. The myth of Eden which we have never been able to shake from the human consciousness. I suppose this is what keeps us alive. The belief that there is something better—something just out of reach—some place where perfection of the human animal can be accomplished.

You offer so many of the difficulties of our time: hate, prejudice, mental illness, belief in synthetic gods. And I find your lament/love poem so powerful because it refuses to accept defeat or despair. As long as we are alive there is hope. And even after—as long as someone with good intentions remains, there is always a spark.

Really enjoyed this poem. Love the mixture of clarity of vision mixed with the optimistic spirit of visionary.

Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

"The belief that there is something better." You summed this up perfectly! Thank you for your insigh.. read more
dearest Sonnie.. it is the Spirit of our Soul that brings us together. The mountain Springs are there for all to drink and rejoice in the moon and stars and sunny days and thunderstorms.
gently, Pat

Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

Thank you Patricia for your kind review.

A really powerful and engaging poem that perfectly conjures the ills of the current world, while striving for a hopeful, better world. The 'Come with me, my love' refrain really powered this piece, and the line ' 'Beyond the grieving skies' painted such a vivid image in my mind.

Jamie.



Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

Thank you Jamie.
Sounds perfect
a world where
harmony exists
and chaos ceases
to be ..no worries
in a paradise of peace
great piece here
so well penned








Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

A perfect world indeed. Thank you for reading :)
What an engaging write, sonnie. I am reminded of the sixties and things we fought for that were good, and should have been granted without the wars to get them accomplished. Peace and Love we strove for, but yes in the end, it will come in the end, and there will be no goodbyes, just hellos and a trip back to that garden that there was at the beginning.
Subtle rhyme works so well in this piece...and we can definitely battle adversity with diversity...
and an understanding and appreciation for each other.
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


sonnie ibadah

1 Month Ago

Indeed, appreciation and understanding for each other can go a long way, especially in race, religio.. read more

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Added on May 25, 2020
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