Wednesday, 21 September 2011
An infinite wilderness of vein dosages
Sniffled crack feins of a dream
That doesn’t read the mathematics of their ancestors
Infectious to the youth
A mother’s cradle lies in grave yards
Waiting for her sons to wake
As they rest on a unbreakable melody
Savages as a white supremacist would define us
Our tones can’t reach their requirements
Hispanic blood is to dark to be a free world
God’s environment had once become a slave ship
Dangling bodies of its sphere
Leaving scarlet imprints on the outer crust of dreams
Birthing black on black crime
Guns are the keys to manhood
Fathers are told proof
You are not one without a heartless outline
Queens are now ravelled in confinement
Seasoning offspring’s in alleyways
Unable to refine their attributes to elevate on clouds and spark stars in daylight
In the mind we’re all keyed locked to silence
Solitude in our vessels
Hungry to the pit of our bowel
Missing ourselves without distance
Rocking to the drums that don’t favour our faith
Or agree to the arrangement of our face
Missed the cups of a raindrop
To nourish visible crowns in
Rosa parks dived in those heavenly droplets
The masters of art are unable to craft this universe
Because we have failed to skill our minds to FREEDOM
All we have now is a vacant canvas
As the colours are restrained in its shell till a risen seed takes heed
across her inflated fingertips
...cocooned in the depth of her mothers buds
Held, as she evolves from the drips that trickle from her mothers breast and seep into her as she flourishes
Arching for those stars that would crystal her heavens
Craft her into being more than a woman but as close as mother as can be
In all sense I envied those grips that tasted fruits
Longed for those beverages that was showered from the clouds,
which wept the tears of withered dreams
Her shores were quilted in pallets and drafted with the wind
She existed in the jewels cradled in her bosom
The chords that witness birth were harmonized in seas
And still she tightly clenched
Hunched her neck so she could gaze oh so wondrously
Every kiss guided me to through her scent
across her inflated fingertips
I’ll forever nest
Earth smile from an eternal blooming rose
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
In 1989, nine eyewitnesses said Davis had killed off-duty Savannah police officer Mark MacPhail. Today, seven of the nine have recanted, two other witnesses now say another man is guilty, and no physical evidence has tied Davis to the crime.
Hundreds of thousands of supporters say Davis shouldn’t be executed. In the same month in which Texas Gov. Rick Perry, the front runner for the GOP presidential nomination, said he wouldn’t lose any sleep over those executed in his state, Davis’s case has become the most high-profile death penalty controversy in recent memory. And those following the case say it could have lasting impact.
Jonathan Perri, a senior organizer on criminal justice for Change.org, which helped organize a campaign to save Davis, calls this case unique for “how broad the outpouring of support is.”
“People from all different religious denominations and both sides of the political spectrum have come out in support of Davis,” Perri says. “Because there is a tremendous amount of uncertainty surrounding this case.”
A quarter of a million people have signed the group’s petition to request that Davis’s death warrant be withdrawn, becoming one of the most popular campaigns ever for Change.org.
Former president Jimmy Carter and Pope Benedict XVI have come forward asking for a stay of execution. Artist Nellie McKay has written an original song to try to draw attention to the case. Dozens of other celebrities have appealed to the state of Georgia.
Despite the popular support, Davis’s last legal appeal was rejected Tuesday morning by the Georgia Board of Pardons and Paroles.
The decision came after a federal judge who reviewed the witnesses’ changed testimony said they were not credible, and that Davis had not established his innocence.
The victim’s mother, Anneliese MacPhail, also says she continues to believe that Davis is guilty, and that death penalty opponents have taken up the case without looking at the facts.
But Chicago-based documentary filmmaker Rob Hess, who specializes in death penalty issues, says the court’s rejection — and the case as a whole — shows what’s “troubling about the death penalty.”
Hess thinks the case could have a lasting impact because of all the “questions that have come up” around Troy Davis, and because of the overriding feeling: “If only someone at that time knew what they knew now.”
Rashad Robinson, executive director of ColorOfChange.org, a civil rights group running another campaign to stop Davis’ execution, also thinks the case shows what’s wrong with the U.S. justice system.
“This is such a visible case and so many people have spoken out because all along, they expected that the justice would step in and do the right thing,” says Robinson. “Hundreds of thousands of people expected ‘this is how the system works, he is supposed to be saved.’ We see that on legal dramas, reporters come in at the last minute and save someone on death row.”
But Troy Davis isn’t being saved, Robinson says, and that makes all the difference.
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Sunday, 4 September 2011
Salaams my loves, hope your eid was full of light and love inshaAllah. So I'm really big on traditional clothes, esp from my mothers side which is somali. I love somali wear known as Dirac's. My friends mother recently got married, may Allah swt bless her marriage inshaAllah. I wanted to share the outfit I wore to her Nikkah. I did ALL black with a COLOURFUL TWIST...