Stone Soup Servings Presents: Sharley Paul


 

Stone Soup Servings is a regular series for Oddball Magazine that features upcoming performers at Stone Soup Poetry, the long-running spoken word venue in the Boston area that has partnered with Oddball Magazine. Stone Soup Poetry now meets from 7-9 p.m. every Monday at the Out of The Blue Art Gallery’s new location at 541 Massachusetts Avenue in Central Square Cambridge, Massachusetts. The open mike sign-up at 6:30 p.m.

This week we’re doing something different. Stone Soup’s feature on February 8, Sharley Paul, shared a video on Facebook of her poem for today, “Confessions of a Concrete Queen.” Scroll down, and you can see both the video and the text of the poem in the hopes of getting you even more excited about her feature this coming Monday.

 

Confessions of a Concrete Queen

Heart on my sleeve,
World on my shoulder.
I didn’t know until everything broke
That I was built as a soldier.
So I,
Take battles as they come
With a mindset of win.
Did my best to stay righteous
But I was born to sin.
I had angel wings before
But I traded them in;
As much as I want to be good
I was built for rebellion.
I learned the hard way
That the right way
IS the hard way.
So it was tough on me
To learn and see
That you could have a pocket full of money
But it means nothing if your soul is poor.
And whoever told you money can buy happiness
Cries behind closed doors.
Do they carry this cross?
Do they show their scars?
Willingly get on stage
To bare the hearts?
Please, let me testify!
That eternal internal happiness
Is the catalyst for infinite riches.
But even infinite riches mean nothing
If love is missing.
So no matter how hard love fights me,
I will always be loves soldier.
Something like the sea
That keeps crashing the shoreline
Even after it’s sent away
Time..after time..after time…
Cause a King taught me
The power of consistency.
Consistency, the key to this Construction
Of a Concrete Queen.
Queen, something I thought I could never be
Because by the throat fear gripped me!
And if it wasn’t for my poetry
My emotions would have killed me…
My voice, stifled by my tears.
Humility, concealed by my pride.
They don’t tell you
When darkness settles in,
The light subsides
And you can’t even
Get out of your darkness long enough
To bathe in your own sunlight.
So I
Infiltrated that darkness from the bottom,
Yup.
I worked my way up,
Blew the lid off that bitch,
And watched that shit
Come tumbling down!
Yea, spittin’ some real shit now!
This art is not for the faint of heart!…
As these scribbled lines
On my notepad extend,
I wonder if it’s too far-fetched to think
I can change your mind with my pen.
So I scribble the redundant
And I go at it again,
Hoping this time
To produce lifelines
To revive Queens that are dead inside
And inspire Kings that watch from the sidelines.
These are The Confessions
Of The Construction
Of a Concrete Queen.

 

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