Symply Raven

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It begins🪞

My Past, Present and Future

IN SILENCE

Dear Black child

In silence it was truly needed
Screams are violent in my head
It is amazing indeed
And walls are broken and tears are shed

It’s an ongoing struggle
Who to be and where
A war is raging in my silence

I'll not try to prove who I am to anyone
But in silence I know

Did I have it ?
Did I sn**ch it?
Did I steal it?
Was I born with it?

Of course
I look up to the skies and stare at the star
Because all that I see is hope

Hope for a new dawn
And then we remember
That in silence is where we were all made

And in silence I shall prevail

© Symply Raven Music/Heen Digital
© Illustration picture by Marina Borisevich under exclusive license to Pinterest | 2022

I AM WHO I AM

You cannot kill me
You cannot charm
I am the end

Beginning and on
The rise of the ancient the dawn
I am who I am

Return of the ancient reborn
Same yet I still will transform
Purest the darkest and on

The rise of the ancient the dawn
I am who I am
Return of the ancient reborn

I cannot fail
No weapon against me prevail
The valley the shadow reveal
Fear is a sickness itself

© Sampa the Great pty Ltd

In this world we seem to limit
What and who we can be

Inner peace is the new success

"There’s no fear in standing in my identity, For fear that I wouldn’t be claimed at home. That’s finished. The two years have really healed that bit of me that was unsure, or felt like I didn't belong. That’s gone." by Sampa The Great

BLACK GIRL

Dear Black Child

I've been black since twenty zero three
But I understand that, it is not just about me
Understand that this is spirit

Underneath this skin
Understand that this is soul that lives within
Soul glow from dusk till dawn

From the beginning where we all come from
So somebody tell me why we can't get along?
I wrote this psychosis for my sister like me

With skin as dark as the night that shines so effortlessly
I wrote this for my black sister who looks in the mirror
And calls out to beauty

Who can no longer see her
No one can describe who you are
But you are, who you are

Who are you?
Magic
Black magic



©Symply Raven/Heen Digital Records

YOU ARE GREAT

Dear Black child

You are you, and unique
And you are an exhibit of your name
Because you are great

There will never be another you
Anywhere else in any part of time
In the past, present and future

Remember when you have doubts and fear
You always have your voice in your ears
Telling you you're the greatest

Know that to be great is to never lessen with a lesson
Because you can conquer any hill that comes your way
For "Legacy" is your name

You can be anything under stars
If only you try not to forget who you are
If only you look for your purpose in the right place

You can be dealing with your demons
But know that you are great
And even where you fail you prevail

©Symply Raven Pty Ltd/Heen Digital Records

"You can never fail. And even when you fail you prevail" Sampa The Great

ORIGIN

The journey of life, is amazing
From its origin
And point of creation

So much life
So much freedom
Free spirit

Wandering spirit
Lost. Trying to remember the laughter
Shrinking down to half versions of once was

In the end we try to piece it all together
To recollect progress
Through this new normal

This journey has brought a mirror
Does my inner self reflect what you see?
Through every season

Through every cycle
From my origin to my end
Through every light and every shadow
My mirror

The seed I sow, will need to balance
Throughout my Past, Present and Future

The seeds I sow should manifest 🙏👌

PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE (Part 1)

Dear BLACK CHILD

From my of point origin to my end
The seeds I sow should manifest
When I look in the mirror I see a birth
One that is not ordinary

But when I look deeper
I see a past unfold
A past of greatness

It's is this story that tells me about how great I am
My present brings fear to my heart
All of my demons are haunting me

The Past as a shadow follows me
the Future as the virgin venus beckons me
I have moved ahead of what is called life

leaving behind these flesh and bones
I have merged with the invisible dynamics of this universe

I look down and I smile
I am above pain and content
I am my present

But I will never forget my Past, Present and Future

Wezi Mhone



© Symply Raven/Atmos Records
All rights reserved. Picture found on Pinterest

A BLESSING IN DISGUISE

Dear Black Child

You see here's a queen, that knows her worth,
She's been a gift, since she's been on this earth.
God took His time, when He created her in the womb,
It was a joyous occasion, because she would be arriving soon.

You can look in her eyes, and see a story unfold,
About this queen, who truly has a heart of gold.
Her voice is like a melody, that will touch your soul,
Plus she puts a smile on the faces of the young and old.

When steps into the room, you can feel her presence,
It's something about her, she has an amazing essence.
I just wanted to share this with you, so y'all can realize,
That the Black Queen in this portrait, is a blessing in disguise

Wezi HeartSound

©Symply Raven. All rights reserved
Picture found on Pinterest

WE HAVE LOST WHO WE ARE

Dear black child

The one who throws the stone forgets
The one who is hit remembers forever

We have lost our many cultures
We have become bloody vultures
We have become as oblivious as sculptures

Our pride, our dignity and our heritage
It all now looks like a mirage
African has been stolen by the western culture of this age

Let us not forget that we are still black
We are still the children of Africa and our skin is beautifully dark

Should I remind you of the times when we used to sit by the fire
When our elders could tell us stories to aspire

Yes! I mean to aspire for Africa
Our culture is our spiritual aspect
We’ve been awesome since our origin
So let’s keep it like that

Wezi HeartSound

©Symply Raven. All rights reserved
Picture found on Pinterest

DON’T FORGET THAT

Do not rewrite my history
Taking out my victory
And turning my pen

I wanna say it again
You will remember the name Africa
You’ll remember the black skin

The black skin so perfect like fabric
African branded
Branded with ancestral knowledge

Sampa The Great

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I REPRESENT BLACK

Dear Black Child

I am the blood that flows in the veins of Africa
I represent the origin of life
And life is a spiritual journey

It’s not the air we breathe in and out of our lungs
But a spiritual journey of many tongues
I am the dark skin
The fabric of flesh considered as sin

I represent royalty
Because of my ancestral loyalty
The faithfulness to my African culture

I am a king, a queen, a prince and a princess of my origin
Because I represent a black virgin
A pure soul of unity and transcendent love



© Symply Raven
Picture found on Pinterest

I AM BLACK AND POWERFUL

Dear Black Child

I am a stronger version of me
I know you envy me
I am flawless and that’s one thing you won’t agree

I am made of a stone heart
I am bulletproof and smart
I am a work of art

I am black
I am beautifully dark
I am not perfect but you can’t make me crack

For I am tougher than titanium
More precious than platinum
Very radioactive than uranium

I am a warrior
Born as a laborer

I am black but I won’t fall
That’s all you need to know


© Symply Raven/Atmos Records all rights reserved. Picture found on Pinterest

WORDS ABOUT MY FEELINGS FOR YOU

I have written some before,
And I can still write some more,
For in my mind, words have made a store,
And my feelings, these words can never ignore,

You are beautiful and bold,
More precious than gold,
I would love to love you like in the times of old,
Give you my heart in seven folds,
And create a love story that has never been told,
In my arms, you'll never catch cold,
I will forever be there for you to hold,

Well, at least, until death calls,
And six feet under ground, my body falls,
But until then, it's you I would love,
And will never place anyone above,
I'll stand by you with the strength of a lion, and the gentility of dove.

©️ Okadi
By Okadi

Happy Sunday y’all from your poet Symply Raven

DON’T PLAY WITH HER HEART

She’s a beast for her own
Enslaved on her throne
She’s ready to fight alone

She’s a mother, a strong fighter
She’s as beautiful as the flame of a lighter
Cause she’s her own destiny writer

Don’t touch her soft heart
It’s fragile and a precious part of her
Why would you want to fight her?

Does she look like a coward?
Well, she isn’t weak but awesomely powered
Empowered, overpowered and showered with might

Well she is a woman
A different human

Barack Obama


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