People are gonna be mad at me for this one....but as an artist I get asked about the profanity I use sometimes in my poetry, or the graphic content on some things I have written Here is my answer.When I write, I write from my own life, from experience, and I put a lot of heart and soul into my work. It expresses who I am the good, bad, and the ugly. Let's face it, if you can find a perfect person....your're lying!
Someone asks me the question of, "What I think about the end word?" So, when my answer answer was, "I don't feel anything," the young lady felt insulted because I didn't take a strong stance against it.
Let me explain why, "I don't feel anything." Burke is one of the thinkers I hold in high esteem Burke says, definition of man states: "Man is the symbol-using (symbol-making, symbol-misusing) animal, inventor of the negative (or moralized by the negative), separated from his natural condition by instruments of his own making, goaded by the spirit of hierarchy (or moved by the sense of order), and rotten with perfection.
There are two types of meaning denotative and cognitive meaning. Denotative meaning is the literal meaning, what the dictionary says that a certain symbol is. Then there is Cognitive meaning, which is the emotional value tied into a word. For example dog: 1. A domesticated carnivorous mammal this is the Denotative meaning. dog: A man who cheats, this is cognitive.
Over time, most of the time, words cognitive meaning changes. The literal meaning usually stays the same.
Being that I write, I write poetry, and I am a spoken word artist, I used a lot of words. For me, I use words more cognitively. I am completely against censorship.
How could a writer and a poet believe in censorship? To me words are strongly used to display in the mind a colorful picture of what I am talking about.
I believe a person has the artistic freedom to express whatever they feel. When I say expression, I am simply talking about dislpaying how they feel as long as it does not include phyical contact to harm another person.
If you are in the KKK and you hate people, you have every right to express your hatred for other races artisticall in print etc.
If you are a Christian, you have every right to express your love for Jesus too.
If you believe in abortion tou have the right to express it.
If you don't believe you have to right to express it.
I believe in the freedom of expression even when it does not agree with my own beliefs because everyone has that right. Right or wrong it is up to their creator who they answer to.
If we share a society of different people with different beliefs,and silence some, and allow others to speak, because we feel it is "RIGHT," then we are involved in a type of dictatorship and we are being biased beleiving that only a few people possess the ability to be right and are allowed to express that.
Some of my poetry has cursing, some is erotic in nature, some of it is spiritual, some of it very negative, some positive. My poetry simply "Expresses" what I am feeling at a patricular time.
I'm allowed. It's my freedom my choice!
So, I went around the world to say this, Someone asks me the question, "What do I feel about the word nigga, nigger," My answer, "I don't feel anything, it's just a word, It doesn't define me in any way, I know a couple of 'em lmfao, but it doesn't bother me people need to stop being so sensitive. If it doesn't apply to you let it slide. Artist all the time Lil, Wayne, Kanye West, Jay Z, all the time in music used the word. Is it right for them...their choice. Does it affect me in the slightest nope, cause I'm not a nigga lol
Monday, July 18, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Censorship
Society is growing violent by the minute
Yet you tell me "Censor it!"
Like a child, I say, "But why are they allowed?"
Why are they allowed to make the gorie movies
write music of bizarre fantasies
but you want me to, "Censor it!", when it comes to my realities
You want me to censor the brutality, distort my reality, of how bad I grew up
Speaking out, someone else can have better luck!
Than me!
God as my witness, I asked for forgiveness,
I can't tell you a lie
I should have been rotting in hell
For some things I did in my life
now, I'm not ashamed to tell
The beauty of having a past, it's the past
The past doesn't last
the past moves forward to become the present and my is future better
I was raped, molested,men used me and took me for granted, but you want me to paint a "Pretty picture"
of a perfect life which never existed.
I ran around in my crew, doing thing young ladies should never do, but you want me to be quiet, stay silent
"SSSSHHH"
I was always rejected, as a child was neglected,
starved of love
Only thing which kept me sane was God above
You want me to pick up my pencil, write about my few sunny days
not so simple
People are dying of madness, chaos, and disease
you want me to be like Bob Ross, and speak of "Happy lil trees."
My trees weren't happy, destructive behaviors, self hatred growing like weeds.
Shut up Luchetta, nobody wants to hear that much about ya, but like Milli vanilli,
"Girl you know it's true"
I tell my story to help the youth, help people stop crying, keeping people from slowly dying inside,
talk about the
ugly you won't talk about...to change and help the next brotha and sista out
Yet you tell me "Censor it!"
Like a child, I say, "But why are they allowed?"
Why are they allowed to make the gorie movies
write music of bizarre fantasies
but you want me to, "Censor it!", when it comes to my realities
You want me to censor the brutality, distort my reality, of how bad I grew up
Speaking out, someone else can have better luck!
Than me!
God as my witness, I asked for forgiveness,
I can't tell you a lie
I should have been rotting in hell
For some things I did in my life
now, I'm not ashamed to tell
The beauty of having a past, it's the past
The past doesn't last
the past moves forward to become the present and my is future better
I was raped, molested,men used me and took me for granted, but you want me to paint a "Pretty picture"
of a perfect life which never existed.
I ran around in my crew, doing thing young ladies should never do, but you want me to be quiet, stay silent
"SSSSHHH"
I was always rejected, as a child was neglected,
starved of love
Only thing which kept me sane was God above
You want me to pick up my pencil, write about my few sunny days
not so simple
People are dying of madness, chaos, and disease
you want me to be like Bob Ross, and speak of "Happy lil trees."
My trees weren't happy, destructive behaviors, self hatred growing like weeds.
Shut up Luchetta, nobody wants to hear that much about ya, but like Milli vanilli,
"Girl you know it's true"
I tell my story to help the youth, help people stop crying, keeping people from slowly dying inside,
talk about the
ugly you won't talk about...to change and help the next brotha and sista out
Friday, July 8, 2011
The Bullshit that wipes out humanity
Poem title: The Bullshit
that Wipes Out Humanity
Written by: Luchetta
(Cookee) Manus
©2013
Famine in the lands
We can clone animals in a
labs
People are starving for
lack sustenance
I don't get it or understand
Missiles are created
occasionally
Pointed at us
Only the strong survive
The weak die daily
The wealthy stay alive
Feeding their over abundant lives
And they're
greedy
Poor are in need and depleting
There is something wrong with this land
When a rapists spends less time in jail
Than a man who owes child support
Or a killer gets off of life time imprisonment
While a man rots who sold a rock
Teachers engaging in lessons with students
Which should never be taught
Mangling their young minds
Destroying the process of
healthy thought
Road rage
People shooting cause you
cut them off
Driving down a street
This stuff is deep
It's that bullshit that wipes out humanity
When police can club you down on the streets
Videotaping is your only relief
For police brutality to cease
What if there was no one around to see?
Ever drug made has a dangerous side effect
Drug companies make millions off of insurance
neglect
Seniors pay more for their meds
Than their living expenses
People work without insurance...too expensive
We live off of what media tells us
We never question it
We trust what the government
Says is true
Ohhh only if you knew
We find money to travel to space
Can't find the money for a homeless person to
stay
We cut funding for programs
Wonder why our kids run wild
Our children having child
Delinquency back in style
The bullshit that wipes out humanity
Our country's sickness and insanity
Our attitudes
We obtain more than we need to use
Wasting resources others need
Our weather is out of control
We are abusing our natural resources
and it's taking a toll
On you and me
our earthy scenery
Someone help us
help me
Before bullshit wipes out
humanity
Around the world and back
It has been a long time my friend
all that time you spent away
when I see you, only felt like yesterday
It feels like you never left, after coming back
Where ever your hands are
That's where I want to be at
You know things about me noone else does
yet, you don't judge
my mind takes me back in time
memories untwined
of me and you
you were my first love.
The first one who took the virginity of my heart
The first one who really mattered when you tore it apart
Although there have been others
none was a close as you, my homie and lover
make me wonder
No questions asked tho
your're here at last
dispersing the breath from our past
on me
hopefully, here you'll stay, we'll see
noone could ever take your place in my heart, and my head
noone could ever fill your space in my bed
it's good to see you back old friend
all that time you spent away
when I see you, only felt like yesterday
It feels like you never left, after coming back
Where ever your hands are
That's where I want to be at
You know things about me noone else does
yet, you don't judge
my mind takes me back in time
memories untwined
of me and you
you were my first love.
The first one who took the virginity of my heart
The first one who really mattered when you tore it apart
Although there have been others
none was a close as you, my homie and lover
make me wonder
No questions asked tho
your're here at last
dispersing the breath from our past
on me
hopefully, here you'll stay, we'll see
noone could ever take your place in my heart, and my head
noone could ever fill your space in my bed
it's good to see you back old friend
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Songs which make me think of you
Don't rock that boat, I wanna let it float
He can ring my b...e...l...l...s he can ring my bells
All my life I've been good, but now ohh I'm thinking What the hell
He said lay down and tell me what's on your mind
I'll be your comforter
I miss that man time after time
We be cheatin in the next room
All I do is think of you
I'm still waiting
I'm willing to forgive you, but never forget
Because, it feels good loving somebody, when somebody loves you back
Hat to the back,
pants hanging low, baby let go
I always think of you on two occasions,
I can tell you how I feel about you night and day
Come rub me the right way, like Johnny Gill
Like Stephanie Mills, there's something in the way you make me feel
Tell me it's real
Because all my life, I prayed for someone like you
He can ring my b...e...l...l...s he can ring my bells
All my life I've been good, but now ohh I'm thinking What the hell
He said lay down and tell me what's on your mind
I'll be your comforter
I miss that man time after time
We be cheatin in the next room
All I do is think of you
I'm still waiting
I'm willing to forgive you, but never forget
Because, it feels good loving somebody, when somebody loves you back
Hat to the back,
pants hanging low, baby let go
I always think of you on two occasions,
I can tell you how I feel about you night and day
Come rub me the right way, like Johnny Gill
Like Stephanie Mills, there's something in the way you make me feel
Tell me it's real
Because all my life, I prayed for someone like you
I wanna eat!
Men don't want me
Women love to hate me
Haven't felt a lot love lately
Starvation is crazy
Needing libation
I haven't felt loved lately
Hey!
What does love feel like?
I can't remember it has been so long
What went wrong?
My soul's longing for compassion for
My hearts sake
Drowning in tears
enough to make create a lake
Hunger pains
Hurt pumped through my veins,
Liquid liars, deceitful people, and
the users who pull the strings on my heart
Like a puppet
Evil people!
Not being feed enough of love
Wanting something meaningful
It hurts being hungry
Left for dead
I'm hungry
Love craving
I’m lonely
Momma may have, papa did!
It's not the same anymore
I been pondering what purpose is,
What the hell are we here for.
Momma didn't love me well,
life was hell, I have a dark past
Maybe one day I can tell
you
Boo!
God bless this child who never had her own, they left me feeling alone
left me to my own devices
The love I needed from them and never got would have been priceless!
Damn it! my hearts Famine
My past is frightening, Keeps me up crying occasionally nightly
My past bites me
on the ass
need a shot for the virus before it spreads to my kids,
rabies.
Memories are like mini movies playing in my head never fading, premiering, daily
When they should be disappearing.
The ones who didn't love and protect me, left me vulnerable
The streets raised me, made my conscious crazy
looking for ways to tame
my mind.
Looking at my kids, wondering when they had kids, how could they do what they did?
how could you kill a child's spirit dead
Took part of the life I was trying to life
without taking my breath
transformation
I am changing.
I am metamorphosing into something
I don't recognize
Wisdom fit like, fancy shades on my eyes
I am eccentric, confidence has transformed me into something different
and I love it!
I love myself, love the sparkle in my eyes, no need for disguises
I made up my mind to love myself
I have a happiness, growing and strecthin, catch this, I can't be caught
Go girl, go! is is the chantin' I hear in my heart
and the beat doesn't stop, It goes on and on
Setting my stage for an amazing tone of
magnificence and accomplishment
So, this is what grandma meant!
When she spoke of a word called happiness
I am metamorphosing into something
I don't recognize
Wisdom fit like, fancy shades on my eyes
I am eccentric, confidence has transformed me into something different
and I love it!
I love myself, love the sparkle in my eyes, no need for disguises
I made up my mind to love myself
I have a happiness, growing and strecthin, catch this, I can't be caught
Go girl, go! is is the chantin' I hear in my heart
and the beat doesn't stop, It goes on and on
Setting my stage for an amazing tone of
magnificence and accomplishment
So, this is what grandma meant!
When she spoke of a word called happiness
Monday, July 4, 2011
Define
Define
Define the confusion my body has of you with my mind
I wish I could sing
I wish I could sing melodies, so ear pleasing
I can't sing, so my poetry sings for me
It sings of intimacies, our bodies clinging
to one another
My insatiable desires for you make me not want another
It sings of highs I get of your touching
bumping, griding
Blowing me outta my mind and
a stallion in bed is hard to find and
But your not mine
Your not mine
I share you from time, from time to time
you are mine
the other time you're hers
makes my body hurt
my body tho, not my mind,
because my heart right now is untwinded
from the feelings I have in- side of you, excuse me, or was it the thought of you in-side me
You seduced me through and through,
I compare them all of them to you
and they fail.
What's a woman to do?
Define the confusion my body has of you with my mind
I wish I could sing
I wish I could sing melodies, so ear pleasing
I can't sing, so my poetry sings for me
It sings of intimacies, our bodies clinging
to one another
My insatiable desires for you make me not want another
It sings of highs I get of your touching
bumping, griding
Blowing me outta my mind and
a stallion in bed is hard to find and
But your not mine
Your not mine
I share you from time, from time to time
you are mine
the other time you're hers
makes my body hurt
my body tho, not my mind,
because my heart right now is untwinded
from the feelings I have in- side of you, excuse me, or was it the thought of you in-side me
You seduced me through and through,
I compare them all of them to you
and they fail.
What's a woman to do?
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