Thursday, October 20, 2011


What I Will

I will not
dance to your war
drum. I will
not lend my soul nor
my bones to your war
drum. I will
not dance to your
beating. I know that beat.
It is lifeless. I know
intimately that skin
you are hitting. It
was alive once
hunted stolen
stretched. I will
not dance to your drummed
up war. I will not pop
spin beak for you. I
will not hate for you or
even hate you. I will
not kill for you. Especially
I will not die
for you. I will not mourn
the dead with murder nor
suicide. I will not side
with you nor dance to bombs
because everyone else is
dancing. Everyone can be
wrong. Life is a right not
collateral or casual. I
will not forget where
I come from. I
will craft my own drum. Gather my beloved
near and our chanting
will be dancing. Our
humming will be drumming. I
will not be played. I
will not lend my name
nor my rhythm to your
beat. I will dance
and resist and dance and
persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than
death. Your war drum ain’t
louder than this breath.


Suheir Hammad


Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Monday, October 17, 2011



Courage

Courage is the strength to stand up.
When it’s easier to fall down and lose hold.

... It is the conviction to explore new horizons.
When it’s easier to believe what we’ve been told.

Courage is the desire to maintain our integrity.
When it is easier to look the other way.

It is feeling happy and alive, and moving forward.
When it’s easier to feel sorry for ourselves and stay.

Courage is the will to shape our world.
When it’s easier to let someone else do it for us.

It is the recognition that none of us are perfect.
When it’s easier to criticize.

Courage is the power to step forward and lead.
When it’s easier to follow the crowd; their pleas resound.

It is the spirit that places you on top of the mountain.
When it’s easier to never leave the ground.

The foundation of courage is solid.
The rock that doesn’t roll.

Courage is the freedom.
Of our mind, body, and soul!

~~ Author Unknown ~~

Friday, October 07, 2011


SIM SIM SIM
MAIS TEMPO
PRA MIM!!!!

"E a gente promete nunca mais telefonar para quem nos faz sofrer, mas acaba telefonando, e ele atende, e implica, e a gente some, e ele chama, e a gente volta, e briga, e ama, e sofre, e ama, e ama, e ama, e desama, e termina, e quando parece que cansamos, que não há mais espaço para um novo amor, outro aparece, outro parto, começa tudo de novo, aquele ata-e-desata, o coração da gente sendo puxado para fora."