What I want right now is just to die,
But there's far more torture and pain
by staying alive.
So i've decided that I'm going to live
with the knowledge that you'll never forgive me.
I've decided to live knowing that you hate me.
So I guarantee
that I'm doing my best to fulfill your wishes for me.
Suffer far more I will in life
than I ever could in a grave.
I know even that could never even begin to redeem me
from the horrible mistake that I made.
Keyon M. Smith
9/13/2003
Tú y yo fuimos el uno para el otro.
Fuiste mi media naranja,
mi suspiro de aire.
Yo a ti te necesitaba igual
como el hombre necesita el agua;
Como la flor necesita el sol.
Fuiste todo para mi
y yo todo para ti.
Y algún día lejano llegamos al fin.
Nunca supe el por qué.
Todavía no lo sé.
Y me estoy volviéndo loco por saber qué paso.
Ahora sé que ya no importa.
Estás comprometida a otra persona
y yo aquí amándote igual que ayer.
Pienso y pienso sin llegar a la razón.
Esperaba que algún día podríamos comenzar de nuevo.
Pero hoy sé que te he perdido para siempre.
Keyon M. Smith
12/02/2005
Whenever I see you
My heart picks up the pace.
My temperature rises.
My breathing accelerates.
Then I get closer.
I smell the fragrance of your hair.
The sweet aroma from your perfume
or whatever it is that you wear.
Closer even still
I’m all tingly, electrified
All this from the mere touch of your hand;
Simply put, I feel completely alive.
Closer even still
I’ve found myself in your arms.
Enveloped in a warm embrace
that makes me feel safe from all harm.
Closer even still
The butterflies I got from your kiss.
The magical warmth and tenderness
from your sweet soft lips.
Closer even still
A thought, a wish, a fantasy.
A dream dreamt by us both that may
or may not be realized in our destiny.
Keyon Smith
1/22/05
When asked my race,
one of two answers I will give:
Other or “Black I guess”
Why?
Listen and I will tell
First of all to answer the next logical question
I am not racist. Reverse or forward.
I just don’t feel that I identify with what
has become perceived as being “Black”
And in the past I’ve been criticized for that.
I’m not saying that I lack pride.
I am proud of what others have done
to make this country the way it is for people of color.
I am extremely proud of that part of my heritage.
But I do not claim and cling to it as my only heritage.
Secondly and even more important
“Black” is not a nationality or race.
Nor is white for that matter.
Both fit rather well into the "Other" category.
Both are classifications.
I mean when someone asks, “What are you?”
What do you say?
I’ll tell you: You say
“I’m Puerto Rican, or Ukrainian, or French, or Italian, or Brazilian.”
How does saying “I’m Black” compare?
What is Black?
A classification like I said.
I’m not Black.
I’m part Native American, Irish, African,
And who knows what else?
Black is synonymous with the letter X
Sure I’m of African descent,
But does that make the other parts of me any less significant?
I think not!
Saying I’m Black renders the rest of me null & void
Aside from my “Black” heritage
I’ve taken the time to educate myself about the other parts of me.
I’m equally proud of all of them
Although they all have their faults they also have great successes.
So I honor them all by calling myself "Other".
Keyon M. Smith
12/04/2005
I almost lost you, and my world was at end
But you did something that made me feel born again
My heart and soul you truly saved
When, to me, another chance you gave
With this chance I’m going to do it right
For your trust, I know that I will have to fight
Whatever it takes, that’s what I’ll do
Why?
Because I’m truly and deeply in love with you
Keyon M. Smith
10/08/2003
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