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GoodnightNina  – Who knew? Transitioning ; Slam Poetry

I was always picked last in sports, I laugh at being picked last

because they saw past what I could; not even…

Recognise in the first place, never did I see first place in sports

But I took up a new gender like sports, wait…

Lets reverse pace; I was picked last because perhaps

They knew before I knew I knew I was a girl, I knew I was a girl?

Did I twirl? Was that the give-away?

I remember once I was told I look like one. Twelve; Dumbfounded

Delve into childhood, Perhaps That was the time I began to find myself…

I’m not sure… What I am sure of,

Is I can never be sure of damn near anything

Other than my decision to transition, that meant everything.

It wasn’t hard to transition at all.

It was hard to pretend to be a man like fraud (((guilty as charged))) 🙂 !!

-Pause-

Serious shit…

I feel complete sorrow, for all those that can’t transition tomorrow

This god damn world, I’m lucky as fuck.

Its called hormone replacement therapy;

And it worked wonders for my clarity

Anyone against transgender rights can spare me

“Beware the”

Powers of hatred in the world

Us girls got it hard sometimes; That scares me

Ive survived a lot

Extremely thankful, to be doing different things for a bankroll

Write a little rhyme thats tasteful.

Thank God….

-Nina

Nina – “The Intimate Twins.” ( Love Poetry reading).

 

You and I.

Are perfect….

 

Twins

Obserd but sounds good to my soul to hear it, maybe the word fits.

 

 

It can be easily explained but our complexity is vast.

I love you, I don’t want you to worry about anything,

Anything you need, just ask.

 

……

 

 

We grew together, naturally and happily.

My muse, sappilly, I’m enjoying your teasie casually, cheesy sassiness.

 

……

 

Thank the universe for calming morning rainfall.

Peeling us apart is always intensely painful can make me go

awol…

 

…..

 

Nevertheless…

I’m at a place I’ve never attained

so I want this feeling forever engrained.

I was enslaved.

You broke my chains.

 

……

 

Love, spirituality: Growth;

a bond never to be broke.

Love songs.

The highest of note.

 

……

 

I want us to be infinitely intimate;

My twin,

my lover

and my biggest gift.

 

 

To L.C.

Love Nina

 

North america, Europe, Robbing Nigeria ; Bomb the Middle East and all Throughout Syria (Brainwashed) – Goodnightnina Slam Poetry

North america, Europe; Robbing NIGERIA

Bomb the Middle East and all throughout SYRIA

All around the planet is completely DELIRIUM

What you seeing from the press? A press of the button, “GLUTTON”

Destruction, man made bombs and its DISGUSTING.

I speak different tongues, the world don’t exist to the sound of one drum.

With this spoiled brat north america here it comes…

Theres a million slums. Salam to all my Islam, Hola to all of My Amigas

Te Quiero, Me? I feel ya…

Oh you rich bro? Thats real tight bro! Peace is found in poverty.

I’m god damn serious, Buddha teach me knowledge; self like some mirror

Shit…

My philosophy; selflessness, the intelligence, non conforming; thats how it aughtta be.

Listen…

The damage un-precedent, world poverty look at the measurement.

Soon you’ll be flooded in your residence.

Heat waves make Saudi Arabia like a chillin; set,

Where you can rest in the chillin’ cold… Its the hottest place in the world…

I see all these posts about the Holy Bible: The Stolen Idol from Egypt

Re-Written by an evil tyrant. Slave ships that made it to my native land.

Slave owners that own and control us.. Damn…

Biggest onslaught to my aboriginals was the pilgrims; the world criminals

I can’t condone it.

Controlling all the masses; Cause they attracted; to the golden handed.

Brandishing you cash is like entrapment like…

Like :… “WATCH TV, THEY BRAINWASH YA G, EAT MEAT, HAVE SEX, STAY ASLEEP,”

“REPEAT” !!!!!!

-Nina

One love…

I must admit – Nina

I must admit;

I’m terrified of the present and past tense

Medicinal rations get me past it.

Until my luck runs out;

Screaming I Wont come down!

My bad days are so bad that my good days are so good that I get a…

Rush; So I’m climbing up.

This aint so rough, but.

The hardest part is the way down they said…

I dont dread. IT. NOT A BIT.

Just chillin’ on this mountain top lit…

And I must admit.

Its real nice up here.

Looking down at my next nightmare.

-Nina

Northern monopoly (I survived) on the concrete. – Freestyle Slam Poetry Over Nujabes Poetry Reading by Goodnightnina

How could I feel ; Its all so real ; Pain;

Embeds my brain. And. How could that…

Be. They’re;

Piling up the dead bodies.

In Bulletproof hotel lobbies

Insites where a nurse shoot-up-your-down properly

Northern monopoly

Its flooded. In an open air drug market;

Remarkable profit; Sub tropicals chronic

Users, abusers, thugged out losers.

Breathe…. She…

Breathed her last breath in the alleyway;

She ran away as a kid

And…

It sad to say… The streets a trap;

Praying on the weakest.. Link

We brinked;

The highest H.I.V. rate

I write rhymes…Cause I survived…

And. Time Flies…

On the concrete.

-Nina