The Departure of Sleep

Another sleepless night when no one can bring me peace; not Marvin, not Nina, not Nneka, not Sade. I’m not in the mood for texting or talking, nor do I feel like facebooking or watching television. And I can’t say I want to write as much as I am instinctively drawn to do so.


Whitney’s gone and I still haven’t found the words to express myself.  Maybe if she were alive then her voice would be the one to put me to sleep. But she’s gone and the thought of her just brings me more pain. It’s insane how we get so attached to those we have never met. There’s so much chaos in the world. So many people come and go that it’s hard to keep your balance. It’s now become even harder for me to go to sleep.


A Dreary Summer Day

August 9, 2011

                Today is one of those days when all the problems of the world appear to be catching up with me. Lately everything seems to be in complete ruin. Locally, a 3-year-old boy Carlos Fernandez Nava was shot dead while walking to the store with his family. The two men who were the intended targets of this brazen broad daylight attack suffered non life threatening wounds. The suspect has yet to be found.

                On the national level the economy is getting worse and everyone is pointing fingers at one another instead of working toward a proper solution. And globally the riots in London serve as a reminder that the murder of innocent black men by the police is not something merely relegated to the United States.

                I’ve been really irritable the past few days. I haven’t felt nearly as motivated as I usually am. I’ve been in somewhat of a stupor I suppose. I realized this when I was driving down the street today and one of my favorite songs The Sweetest Taboo by Sade came on the radio. She sang; “Every day is Christmas/ and every night is a New Year’s Eve.” Those lines have never ceased to put my soul at ease but today they sounded like mockery. As if she was completely oblivious to the current human condition. And that’s when I knew things were worse than I thought; when I could actually bring it upon myself to express animosity toward Sade.

                I don’t know what’s happening in the world today I only hope that I can find a little bit of joy tomorrow.

-The Asiatic Prince