White Influence

Entitlement seems to be an unused word

In a Caucasian man’s world

And what is even more absurd

Is that is not unheard

For them to kill nations of mockingbirds.


That doesn’t make every Caucasian wrong

They can be enlightened, belong

Below the egotistical clouds where they become strong

Among the colored people’s continuous song

March together with the oppressed to get along


Create unison within the people whose voice is being held

Culture appropriation

Admitting to discrimination

Are thoughts thats should not be expelled


Don’t let history repeat

Put your hand on your heartbeat


Feel compassion for the people with no seat

Reach out

Lift yourself up to

Together preach


Sisters and brothers, black, brown, yellow hands out

If white man’s grasp is tight

Loyalty to equality is devout.

The Mission

Loneliness for me does not appear from lack of people in my life

Or believing no man wants me to be their wife

It rumbles deeper in the pits of passion in my soul

Thirst for salvation

Hunger for redemption

The unapologetic reason for my being to be whole.

Clasping knowledge out of my reach

Gaining the remarkable power of speech

To get up, stand up for something bigger than me

A prisoner of mind, it is the pathway to be free

By devoting myself to find world peace

Married to the earth, the people, honoring the deceased.

Loving yourself

Loving yourself

Is allowing the roots to grow strong
Sturdy into the soil
Feeding yourself the nutrients
The passion that flows through the veins
Making your blood boil

It’s reaching for the sky
Letting in the sunlight
Not being afraid to stretch out
Embracing when darkness arrives
But keeping your goals in sight

It’s flowering
Attracting good vibes
Blossoming and booming
Creating colours and aroumas
Entwining with other lives

Loving yourself is remembering
You are part of nature
As the sun rises and sets
Those daylight hours are not the only ways
To see the beauty ahead

When the darkeness creeps in
A whole world comes alive
Accepting the yin and yang
The cycle of good and bed
Learning no matter the condition

You can thrive
You can adapt
You can merge victorious

You are part of a world
That when conserved
Is glorious

So treasure yourself
Take care
Conserve your soul and body

Water yourself
Feed yourself
Help yourself grow

No matter the bends
Obstacles in your way

Just like a tree
From bottom to top
All life’s joys and worrries
Will be written to show
Your beautiful story.


Trust is created through truth. 

Therefore, telling the truth days and months later since it is revealed is living those days as a lie. 

Tell me, could you trust someone who hid the truth to you but was able to laugh,smile and cry

 with you? 

And are you yourself able to live with a façade 

while you see the ones you love reveal the cracks on their fragile faces that break everytime you put on your mask.

Earn trust, 

it is not hard. 

By just communicating, 

just one simple task.

And both your universes will no longer be full of falling stars.

Wishing upon the truth that always falls far

from reach.

Instead teach

each other to build together a bridge that connects a bond that fails to be unbroken.

Trust and truth working side by side.

The Eagle

Compassion is to release an eagle into the sky

Maybe not fully understanding why he flies

So majestically

Powerfully, peacefully

Guarding the sky

Instead, empathizing to why he sometimes cries.

His poignant regrets

Resonating through the air

Rippling across the water

As he crashes down from his kingdom

To meet the earth that bears

Welcomed by a foreign creature

Who received the message

Equipped to care

Inexperienced but inclined

Prepared to share.

Two different worlds

Entwined by the same beat of a heart

Mutual respect between two beings

A human and an eagle

A hand and a dart

Aimed at the goal

To destroy the boundary

Of differences that tear us apart.

Instead, hand and wings

Aim for the sky

Together, with compassion,

Both fly high into the sky.


It hurts so much
When the the person in 9 years
You open up to
Just like the days you were in primary school
Before the shame, cruel nature of little girls
Picking on a gentle soul
Who had naïve dreams from another world
Crushes your open heart into the mud
Till it bleeds into the soil
Telling mother nature the betrayal of my pure soul
How I yearned to take off my heavy armour
And the time I did after 9 years
My kindness was ripped like a little kid with candy
And now it has created a sweet mess
Of all my tears and sweat
All those times I cried when you ignored my poems
Or told me all things I did for you were nothing, everything of mine
I gave to you
Was never enough to satisfy you
I could never please you
My mind was emotionally abused
And when I realised what I nearly sacrificed
Two hard years of working towards the day
When those results were going to say
“Marina, we made it”
But that was nearly thrown away
By the fact you kept me as your emotional slave
Trapped from living my own life and loving myself
And now I hate myself
I felt numb
I don’t want to feel like this
I want to be able to not feel I have to be a bitch
To protect myself from this cruel society
The person I am today is because of hierarchies
Money, greed, selfishness and the need
To be above everyone else
Dog eat dog world, to give no help
But that is not me
I still want to give my heart
And I keep losing all my cards
Now I am in a position
When I want to give my heart again
Too scared though, natural instinct is to defend
My mind is conflicted
All I can feel is dispair
The love I can give, I wish I could see
So please
I beg you
Please don’t hurt me.

Free to Think

So you want to know my mind
An object that’s one of a kind
Making us the lost wally in the crowd
Or the number of bodies shot down
Its through your mind that you choose to be individual
Present yourself against the undermined criminals
That allow us to be lead as a flock by a blind shepherd
Who would flee if down the mountain came a preying leopard
So appreciate the choice that you are given
Because the more you conform, the truth will be hidden
As the mind is an intricate map
Coordinates your thoughts into a trap
That clasps forever onto the littlest details
And takes years to pop like bubble wrap
Only a moment would tie down the thoughts to the ground
Pushed down, mind first, forced to eat the crying sound
People who could not think
And for them I will endorse the drink
Tears and blood of wasteless labour
Allowing me to share the favour
Of letting you into my mind
That for other people, is an inevitable crime.


What is guaranteed?
Nothing indeed.

The love you think you have
Can disappear through your hands
Like lil grains of sand
Hard to catch
Once gone, hard to snatch back
And shape into something that has
Potential to build a land

Of certainty
A burgundy
Stream of purity

What is guaranteed?
Nothing but greed.

But smashed by the illusion
The mirage in the distance
The oasis which has no substance
But what you still yearn to harvest
Exploit the system
Grabbing the jewels that glisten
But neglectin the ones that already existent

The more the merrier
Heaps of treasure
A hungry terrier
Looking for pleasure.

What a sad world it really would be…

Don’t Speak

Everytime the words try to come out
My heart is screaming and my brain tries to shout
But I stay silent
For a moment
It’s quiet.
And they look me in the eyes, intrigued in my presence and their presence says:
“It’s OK Marina, tell me what you have to say
Don’t be afraid
Put the shame to bay.”
But once the finger opens the trap and my mouth creates a map of the constellation of my feelings spread across the galaxy of free expression I suddenly feel oppressed by the looks that I’m given and I’m tryna slow down to the rhythm of their frown and SHIT
All I’m tryna do is express
But I talk way too fast
I stutter, repeat and is less
Equal to the people who speak in symmetry and coordination
My stars are unaligned, I’m not in a position
To speak out.
Speak out to the world, tell them how I feel and what I observed
But no. If I don’t speak to the norm and have grown a voice that is alone in a zone
That is far far far away
Not understood, a pile of rubbish waitin to be taken away
From a place of judgement to a place of despair
Where I feel that no one cares
And dares to take a step away from their path
To follow another route which lights up another dark
Of myself, who is bare and ready to share
Stung with rejection but prepared to play fair
And listen, absorb, discuss the feelings that are bound
But are not ever allowed to be found.
As I no longer speak, afraid of the words
Tied up to a leash, disciplined to the core until the words are aching and sore to hurt to protect from the people of frowns
So I bow down
And shut down
And crouch down
Below you
And stay silent still away from your view
You smile
How very interesting now
When you are quiet it seems to make more sense to me now
I nod my head to your smile’s beat and greet the reality that is now shining upon me.

I am just one person left in this constrained fantasy

Waiting to express and to be set free.

Ride or Die

trust was a curse I couldn’t immerse into
seeing grown men beat down
grown women frail and bound
by the trust they try to hold onto
as a child my lego castle was merely crushed
by the people who taught me to piece and unrust
an empire
but all I could hear was the fire
caught up in the flames
it was a damn shame
I wasted years trying to be the dame
in distress, wanting that love
that was given, taken away as easy as doves
crushed by the pounding guns
the olive branch smashed underneath the fun
of the laughing men who wear the feathers
reminding that peace is a useless endeavor
but that didn’t stop me from wanting to strive
go out of my way to be able to find
the people who are now in my life
making me strong everyday at a time
a gold pyramid of love that’s only a sign
that no pain no gain allowed me to die
and come back to life to witness the lie
that family comes from rotten rye

ride or die with me tonight
live life with all of your might
coz everyday you’re living your fight
to kick it with your family by your side
and you don’t know if it will be day or night
when you breathe your last breath and lose your sight

trekking through the decay and ungrown seeds
the people in my life who were choking weeds
grew to reveal my family of poppys
who no longer allow me to fight alone
one man down, the fams ready to turn and roam
as a pride, we together strong and grown
world war 3 will only be a stepping stone
coz this family ain’t giving up for anyone tho
for reals, they would hide your body bag tho
go to prison, take the gun, wipe your fingerprints tho
don’t believe me? ask my trinidad hoe
she may be a hoe but don’t listen to chris brown tho
coz this bitch got a bat and she ain’t afraid to hit it to and fro
knock the brains out of the untrustworthy dumbass foes
who dare mess with the best, I really don’t know
why get all heated and depressed when you all the low
when we all the high as a motherfuking pride
so abide to our rules and be ready to take sides

ride or die with me tonight
live life with all of your might
coz everyday you’re living your fight
to kick it with your family by your side
and you don’t know if it will be day or night
when you breathe your last breath and lose your sight

“Bitch you did not just call me a hoe”
“I love you”
“Fuk, I love you 2”

Family, the only place I want to be
avec my homegirls and homeboys at peace
you forget about the pains, it washes with yesterday
coz today is the present and the futures at bay
and we swimming in our ocean of bright sunrays
where trust and love is free to be
no longer trapped underneath an armor of steel
its melted and destroyed to be able to reveal
the truth that there is hope in today
to talk free and say whats on your mind for days
at a time when the world is indifferent to us
as humans we got to be able to trust
I was once a sad girl ready to leave
this world to be able to be set free
but found the right people who made me stay
and realize what a wonderful thing life creates
I’ll fight for that feeling that now exists
the auras glow within the people that sit
right infront of my eyes, the beauty is not blind
because I’m telling you now, this is worth to die

ride or die for the family in my life
my inspiration, I love you guys.