Last Fall our young Apsaras were blessed to be led into the world of poetry by UC Berkley doctoral candidate, Charity Ketz. When she shared her love of the written and spoken word with our young women, she would usually begin the evening by distributing carefully chosen poems. Together we read the poetry and discussed its deeper meanings. Then we read the poems again, hoping to unpack them a little bit more. Based on an emotion or thought which most appealed to each of us, we would attempt to write our own poems. Those who wanted to share their poems were encouraged to do so. Cynthia Mok was one of the young women whose pencil had a mind of its own. It rarely stopped moving. Below is a selection of Cynthia’s poems.
Dark Night
Little girl wearing little clothing
Walking into the night
Of strong, bold men withholding illegal drugs
Taking a step closer to the crowd
With only the sounds of “Click Clack, Click Clack”
Heels pulling attention
Men all staring at this beauty of a Goddess
Age doesn’t matter as the girl disappears
With terror in her eyes
Screaming & crying
Tugging & pulling
The night has become intense
With two strong men & this little girl
Her cries, unheard
Her pain, unseen
Her legs trembling with blood in between
Off into the night walks a living soul
Of what once was a beautiful little girl.
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Out in the Open
Out in the open,
You leave me.
Out in the open,
I stand weak.
Out in the open,
My pain leaks while others can seek.
Out in the open,
Is where my tears formed into rivers.
Out in the open,
I start to realize I show too much.
So, out of the open and into God’s hands,
I’m running away and nobody can see.
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I Remember
I remember…
When there was nobody in sight
I would walk off into the cold night
Searching for answers to make all the wrong right
I remember…
The times I spent alone feeling as empty and cold as a hollow stone
Looking at all the kids and how much they’ve grown
I remember…
That with all that pain and emptiness I was left with
I grew stronger and later respected
For facing world alone and standing your bullshit
Now I can stop remembering the past
So I can make this one last with new memories that speak of no bad.
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Sounds
Sleep or awake
I can hear the day
Cars passing by slow and fast
With music to my ears where they last
Click, Boom, Bang, Pow, Scream
That’s the noise of the midnight streets
Smell of fear, smell of pride
Knowing that, from these streets, one cannot hide
Taste the air so bitter and deadly
Makes me think, if tomorrow I will ever see
He says the touch of her skin is so soft
So she then takes her clothes off
Her bangles and heels speaks out for her presence
So in their mind she will never become absent
His voice he is loosing as he coughs vigorously
After the choice of choosing to smoke that dark, feel good weed
Hear the sounds that I hear
And that will state that the streets is where you are near
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LOST
Losing your self-Obedience and Strength to Trust one another.
You can be lost in yourself or into someone else
Lost in love
Lost in trust
Lost in the ones you trust with your love
Another person’s gain can be your misery
Losing the one thing you strived into keeping
Turning to such hostility
Giving up because yourself has been without reach
But the loss in yourself may be triggered by the loss of someone else
Body no longer lingers this earth
But soul exists in another baby’s birth
Thinking…”why couldn’t I have gone first?”
Now nobody is around to ease your hurt
The soul got to choose. Nothing else got to but the soul
Why this soul? Why leave you lonely and cold?
Matter of fact, lost deep trying to find your own soul
Feeling of no love you can hold
Closer than that one whom you have grown with old,
For years of your life, but their absence was still untold.
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