goodbye

Denizen (Distance)

by Hadassah Grace

It’s time to say goodbye again

Seems like everyone leaves and nobody stays
I’m such a mess and I feel out of place
Nowhere is home and I’ll never belong
I’m just passing through, and then I’ll move on

And I know it’s better to love and to lose and to hurt 
than to keep my distance

So take my hand, let’s run away
Tell me your story, I’ll share in your pain
Dive in the deep end, trust without fear
And we’ll make this time worth all the tears
Please don’t keep your distance

There’s not enough time to hide who you are
So show us your bruises, your burns and your scars 
And we will show you ours 
We don’t keep our distance

Take my hand, let’s run away
Tell me your story, I’ll share in your pain
Dive in the deep end, trust without fear
And we’ll make this time worth all the tears
There’s no room for shallow here 
Please don’t keep your distance

It’s time to say goodbye again

I stare out the airplane window 
A hundred memories come back 
Tears flood my eyes and I don’t hold them back
Each moment creates more distance between us 
But I’m glad I know while I was there I loved
With everything I had, I didn’t keep my distance, 
Didn’t take the easy way out, I didn’t keep my distance

Hello 
I’m sorry 
I might take things a little too fast
It’s just because I’ve learned that nothing lasts
Please don’t keep your distance
There’s not enough time 
Because everything changes, everything changes 
And I’m already thinking of goodbye 
Soon I’ll say goodbye again

And nowhere is home and I’ll never belong 
Nowhere is home and I’ll never belong
We love and we lose 
We always say goodbye
Nowhere is home, nowhere is home

Take my hand 
There’s no room for shallow here

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Bittersweet – An Original Song

by Hadassah Grace

Wind in our hair, hearts in the sky
Salt on our tongues, sun in our eyes
As the ocean flies by 
And we’re young and free
And our love runs deep 
And our pain runs deep 
‘Cause we feel everything, everything

And we will 
Never have this moment again
We’ll never have this moment again

The sky is dark, then bursts with color 
All the sparks start off another circle in time 
And we look up at the lights
And we’re young and free
And our hope runs deep 
And our hurt runs deep 
‘Cause we feel everything, everything

And we will 
Never have this moment again 
We’ll never have this moment again

A piece of paper in your hand
A piece of paper in my hand
Different paths and different plans 
Can’t we just stop time
And hold on to this moment 
Like we’re holding on to each other?
Let’s forget just for a second life goes on 
‘Cause in this moment 
We’re young and free 
And the tears flow free

And it’s bittersweet

We feel everything 
And we will 
Never have this moment again

So close your eyes and take a picture with your mind 
Close your eyes and take a picture with your mind 
So you’ll remember what it’s like 
Right now 
We have everything, everything 
Everything, everything

By CulTuremiKs, ago

Gone – An Original Song About Leaving For College

by Hadassah Grace

I don’t usually ever act this way 
But they don’t know that 
Lately I just haven’t felt the same 
But they don’t know that 
They say this is freedom, spread your wings
You can be whoever you want to be
When nobody knows you 
Nobody knows me

I’ve gotten good at starting over 
But I’m tired of moving on 
And counting down the days til 
Everything is gonna change and 
Another part of me is gone

The other night I just fell apart 
And they all know that 
Lately I have had a heavy heart 
And they all know that 
They say it gets better, give it time 
But I’m running out and I feel like I 
Don’t even know me 
I don’t even know me

I’m tired of starting over 
I’m numb from moving on 
Packing up my things and 
seeing what the next place brings and 
Another part of me is gone

Soon I’ll be starting over 
And letting go and moving on 
So I am on my knees 
Praying that before I leave 
This place will feel like home

I’m packing up my things
You’ll always be a part of me 
Every time I leave 
I leave behind a part of me 
And 
Another part of me is gone

By CulTuremiKs, ago

They Say Africa

​They say Africa is
A permanent thing,
That you can leave it behind but
It won’t leave
You behind
I don’t know if that’s true

They say Africa is
Always accepting,
Open-armed to welcome
Even the ones who’ve been gone
The longest
I don’t know if that’s true

They say Africa is
Undeniable in your blood,
That it cannot be forgotten,
That children of Africa
Can only grow up to be Africans
No matter how life goes

I was a child of Africa.
The language is slow on my tongue now,
And culture comes hesitantly, in bursts
Of memory that are ashamed of their weakness
In the safety of my home I am still
African but outside I have forgotten it all…

Africa, you promised to be permanent!
Africa, I promised to be always yours,
With the red dust of the village running
Through my veins until I die but
Memory is hard.

They say Africa is
Permanent, that it
Will not forget you even if
You cannot remember but
I guess skin colour was always
The dividing line.

by Ghanaperu

By CulTuremiKs, ago

For Africa

It is time now
To write
All the words I have been saving up
For such a time as this
I didn’t know they were there until now, but
It’s time

I would have thought that
This would be
A poem of an African,
A heart mired in the dark continent
Writing with all the pent-up longing
Of a people suppressed
But
It’s not.

There are those who write about Africa
From without,
Gathering together the images of starvation
And poverty and beauty to
Present us with a people of natural savagery
I am not like them.

There are those who write of Africa
From within, breathing
Out the dusty promise of better
Things to come for those who hold onto
Native pride
I am not like them.

I am writing of Africa
As a denizen, a foreigner who has seen.
Africa has made me who I am and when
I close my eyes I can still see Vli Falls misting on the
Mountain and Da Vise squinting up at the sky looking
For rain and Asigame in a cacophony of noise
Surrounding me.
Those things will never be lost.

But
I don’t belong there
Anymore

So I would have always thought
This poem would be
Written in the heart of an African
But I am five years away now and
I have discovered my blood runs red
Rather than Ghanaian.
I’m a citizen of the world and I can’t
Be constrained to any singular land
So
This is a poem to say
Africa, I am always yours but never
Yours alone
And I’m sorry.

Will you take my words
All the same?

I want to say
Thank you
Thank you to the bright blue sky at
Mr. Gold’s house and the grey-blue of Helekpe
Thank you to the green carpet grass of the
Coca-cola house in Ho and
Thank you to the green walls at Efo Dela’s house
Thank you to orange sunsets above a red dirt road
And pink sunrises driving through Pilo Town
Thank you to grey toll tickets and yellow
MTN buildings, to purple kente cloth and
Black mud.

Thank you to the colours of Africa that shine
Dusty and vibrant to weave a pattern through
All of childhood…though I crossed continents
The airport always had white tile floors when I
Returned and I
Counted on that

So in my dreams the line of dancers stomp
Their feet through the dust
With coloured cloths and white handkerchiefs
Swinging and I
Know all the words to the songs
Because the rhythm of the drums
Is my heartbeat

Africa, I will always be yours
I promise

by Ghanaperu

By CulTuremiKs, ago