Sunday, November 30, 2008

Glass Rock




Hey thizz-ere,

This post just stuck me while I was supposed to be studying for this exam tomorrow. Anyway I was just really thinking about the fragility of humans. My thoughts are all over the place with this one but I just really need to push these stuff out of my brain.


Glass Rocks


Have you ever felt invincible or maybe just strong as if nothing could hurt of stop you from your goal. It's something we all have felt at some point. Although we feel this way, we rarely think about how fragile our existence really is. We see it every day. Death. There's no escaping it but we find ourselves skipping over it all the time.


We can mentally build ourselves up to withstand hurt or pain but physically we are unable to block all forms of pain. For example in a war, the best soldiers and captains can easily be taken down by a carefully aimed bullet or bomb. The amount of hours spent training, working out and planning... are gone. Washed carefully down the uncloggable drain of life. There is always that 50/50 chance that if we turn this corner, if we eat this food, if we run that red light (well maybe 80/20 percent chance with this one) that we will run up on brakes and stare death straight in the eyes.


When it comes to us as humans, we tend to build walls around ourselves and within ourselves. Mentally and emotionally growing stronger. Its not always so easy to attack these forces but then there are often times where we grow stronger from past hurt but then there are other times where there are some hurt that goes so deep, time dare not mend. One can move on but there are times when the pain gets unbearable and then there are other times when the pain is as a dull throb…silently threatening to rip one apart.


In the end when I think of humans I think of us as Glass Rocks. Although we suffer from being extremely fragile creatures we have the willpower and the inner strength to withstand so much greater battles. The complexity of our lives are amazing........but this was just an Epiphany.


Until Next Time,


*Shandia*

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Bahamian-ease




Yeah mayne,


Now I know many of us have been exposed to some of the extremely poor grammar that some Bahamians use. I've been wanting to do this post for a while so here goes.....




1) SAW-CHEZ: This, you might agree, is a word that deserves to be at the top of the list for the most annoying words Bahamians use. This word is said in replacement for the word sausage and is commonly used when buying 99 cents breakfasts or when ordering a pizza. "Gimme one saw-chez and grits" or "I wan cheese, mushrooms and saw-chez on da pless."


2) -EBBLE: Commonly used in the place of -able and is highly annoying in conversations. People try to stretch words particularly vegetable, comfortable and reasonable...(just to name a few) into Vege-tebble, comfor-tebble and reason-ebble. It does not sound intelligent.


3) I-SINNING: This commonly used word for Icing is another Bahamian regular. Heard a lot at bake sales and in bakery's or even house parties. "I wan dat one with da i-sinning." Chronic use of this word will potentially cause a reduced IQ number.


4) PLASS-KIT/ ELAS-KIT: These two words for plastic and elastic will leave you at a loss for words. I mean for real though why you gatta be rhyming plass-kit with basket???


5) YONCE: This teeth chilling word is used in the place of the word yours. For those of you who don't understand...Used in a sentence: "Dine mine das yonce." First of all they starting on the sentence with Dine....I could have sworn that dine to have 'dinner.' I must have been sadly mistaken.


6) FILL-UM: Used so nonchalantly in the place of the word film, fillum is another Bahamian favorite. If you ever managed to watch the show "Controversy TV," you might have seen that during every commercial break they thank their sponsors one of who happens to be Nitro Film Records. Naturally it was said as Nitro Fill-um Records. *Shakes head*


7) This number just so happens to be a story. So my older sister and I are in John's last christmas season just looking around and whatever. We gather our purchases and head to the check out counter. There's this lady in front of us who is I assume trying to return something. The cashier waits patiently and had an intelligent look on her face as the lady tells her story. When she is done the cashier opens her mouth to say "But no ma'am, when you dida got them shoes...." (I think I blacked out after that...because I can't remember anything else that was said.)


8) V as W and vice versa: This classic example is heard so often it can easily be mistaken to be truth. You might have heard this used when referring to Sandwich as a sand-vich or Cassava as a Cassa-wa. The word convention heard as con-wention can be heard on the news often as well as Wolley-ball for volleyball.


9) FEDDA-CHEENIE- This one is a doozie! If you've ordered from D&C surely you've heard of their chicken or shrip fettucini. Being Bahamians as we are, we tend to shorten things... but this one is interesting. Instead of saying chicken fettu they say "Gimme one chicken fed." I don't know about you but the first time someone said it to me I was highly confused.


10) HOO-NE: This word is used in replacement of the words whose own (Which is already grammatically incorrect because whose already shows possession.)


11) AIG- Now now now..... this interesting fellow is used in the place of, egg and threatens to make your top lip fall off if you say it too much..lol


And last but definately not least because there are so many more


12) Break-wast: This is amazing and shows the extent of the poor grammar. What the FRIGG Is break-wast. This goose-bump inducing word can be heard alongside saw-chez and aig at any 99 cent breakfast counter near you.......




Don't get me wrong...I, in no way, have perfect grammar BUT there's a certain time to use dialect and when to speak clearly. In board meetings, in front of your boss, talking to customers or clients, quite frankly, in front of anyone beside family, poor grammar should not be used. Even in front of family it should be at a minimum.


Anyhoo


Signing out~


Shandia

Friday, November 21, 2008

Censored




Here's the latest piece I performed at the 3rd Open Mic last night. Enjoy:


Censored

Tight-lipped, Can't talk
No shoes, can't walk
around my Bahama Land
man
I can't stand
being censored.

The newspapers are party biased
printing politicians as everything in the book but liars
and its information they deny us
due to its power they try to
ban movies for our protection
the christian council
thinking for us
leaving little for our perception.
Movado got their rejection...
sad....its like an infection
being censored.

But don't fall ill to that disease
of being censored so effortlessly
while being cradled
carelessly
in the complacent arms of Mama Bahama
will we ever leave?
this bottomless pitt
man this censorship stuff is a bunch of




~That Mackey Girl~


Wednesday, November 12, 2008
















hoiiii!

Here's a piece that was inspired by the current issues in our community and nation..... Its a bit lengthy..I was really passionate about this subject and what can I say, when the pen hit the paper it wouldn't stop :-D hehe Anyhoo I'll discontinue rambling...


So Much to Say, So Little Time
I will not say much but just what I feel
and to me what has been revealed
but concealed by those of us who call ourselves real
but our eyes do not see what is so blatantly obvious
yet we act so oblivious to what goes on around us.

Us? Who are we as a nation?
Are we lost in translation?
Stuck in this world with no determination?
Straight forward into total damnation
by mirroring the shape of our geometrical brother,
taking shape of another
other than ourselves?
Diminishing our culture our ancestors worked so hard to retrieve?
Not our culture in the straw markets
on rasta man dolls
spray painting walls
with
rastafari, raiders and dogs
I will not accept it
no not at all.

Youths of the Bahamas I call out to you
Learn all you can before your time is through
and do what you do because its education that will take you through
this world so set on globalization
so have a good foundation that will hold you firm as you continue to learn
the power in you.

But where and how can this power be found in order for there to be firm ground
for the future to stand when the present is so unstable and weak?
Our futures grim as we drown in sin
beautiful outside but so dirty within.
Young girls with old men, little boys selling drugs from the tender age of ten
Until they are caught and sent to her majesties prison
where they will meet their end.

I suppose its not right to place the blame
on some while others carry a different name.
adults.
How can you claim to love but be ever filled with hate
towards out Haitian brothers?
So you preach "God say love one anudda."
yet we fill our childrens minds with such animosity
because of your jealousy towards a race
that teachers their spawns to live by necessity
and not luxury
that then caters to a monstrosity of angry youths.

But I guess I bit off more than I can chew
because as my taste buds tingle
and new thoughts mingle and jingle new bells that tell me more issues
that i wish to assist to bring across
so that most won't be lost but be found
to pass around the message
for it is a presage

But little has been said and most dangling at the brink of my mind
there's
So much to say, So little time.....

~That Mackey Girl~

Sunday, November 9, 2008

If.......



















HOIIII,


Just something that popped in my head....I don't usually do love pieces BUT ine know. Just my ramblings :




If...

If I were in love
it would be perfect
mistakes and all
missed phone calls
can't stop thinking about you at all
type love where
when I see you
my heart beats again
and I'm able to breathe again
and be myself
no matter what because
you love me and thats all that matters.

If I were in love
I would devote myself completely
and take comfort in the fact that
you do the same
and the way you say Shandia
right before your last name
in conversations
about our love.

If I were in love
It would be my drug
potent
can't resist
with the feeling so sweet
Willy Wonka would
need a dentist
after a morsel
of this
love.

If I were in love
he would be my balance
me the acid
and he the buffers in my blood
to keep me grounded
while surrounded
and dumfounded
by him.

If I were in love
and someone told me
life without you
is true
I'd rather live a lie
and die
knowing I truly loved and was loved by
you.

If I were in love
I would know you
down to the wrinkle
near your eye
when you smile
turn out the lights
I'll find you in a crowd
no music is too loud
to mistake your heartbeat
as if only for me.


Love, Oh love
forget-me-not
or I'll be hysterical
but remember this situation is
all hypothetical
catch my drift
but is good some days to wonder
what
if..........

~That Mackey girl~








SKIN













YO,

This piece is the piece I did for the second open mic.

Skin

I am not my skin
shackled by the incalculable
amount of melanin
dwelling within
determining which job position to put me in

Skin

Skin does not determine my intelligence
neither my common sense
and maybe opposers
are just too dense
so see through my

Skin

Skin that allows me to fall victim to the stereotype
"pssshhhht"
forget that hype
and that one day I might
just go crazy
and bleach my skin
cuz no one wants to have babies
with a dark skin lady
but just maybe...
maybe women can reproduce out of true love
when they're ready
instead of saying
OOOO I want him be my
baby daddy
because of his

Skin

Skin that seems to think that
no matter what they'll be suppressed
when they wake up in the morning and get dressed
while wondering how much longer they'll be stressed
but not wanting to work
because to them silver and gold
is owed
because our ancestors were mistreated
in years of old
for their

Skin

Skin that needs to wake up and smell the folgers
because being lazy doesn't break barriers
it only constitutes to boulders
in society
when everyone wants to be a
pimp, shawty or souljah
and I hate to say I told ya
so let me clue you in
be bigger than your body
not limited by your

SKIN.


~That Mackey Girl~

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I'm Hot















Howdy ya'll,

Well this piece is one that I performed at the L.O.L. Society's open mic a few weeks ago.

Hot

Sun rays spankin'
No breeze blowin'
Temperature mark risin'
all the way to the top
feel like it's 100 degrees
It's Hot.

Tongue juices dried
can't say a word with sense
all tongue tied
but my thoughts flow like the sea
even my broken wocabulary
its all in me
It's Hot

My clothes they fit
nourishing my style from root to tip
I don't dress like you soulja-rette
thats just it
I don't need to
It's Hot

The heat doesn't bother me
but I know it gets to you
Ms. Priss and you too Mr. Supa Dupa fly
when I pass by
with no envy in my eyes
LIES!
You think appalled at my behavior
when I just don't care
when you did your hair or the type of car you drive
I'm alive
happy to be
playin' no games or wasting time
being a carbon copy
When I see the sign: in-di-vid-you-al-lih-tee
I think I'll join that line

So don your hats, tees and fly kicks
purses, jewels and all your other tricks
I'mma still be me
dress how I wanna dress
Listen to what I want and speak when I feel

I don't want to be too cool for school
I'm hot.


~That Mackey Girl~

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