When I Think About the Women In My Life



When I think about the women in my life

I can say that there have been no women in my life

They have all been angels who blessed me with love

Flowing from the rivers of life freely

There is no measure to their love there is no equal

I cannot compare one love to another

How can one compare the angelic

This angel did that or that angel did this

I won’t compare

Look at the mothers of my children

Look at the gifts they gave me

So precious and sweet I would never compare

I will only say thank you mothers for the fruit of your womb

I have seen the fruit of your womb flower and be great in the land

And I am humbled

And to the other angels who shared so many years

My revolutionary sisters who battled with me and gave me guidance

When I was in the dark

Who talked of building cities while I wrote poems

I extend my love to you my eternal love for your vision and dreams

That even I couldn’t see

You were the nationalist I was the poet so you showed me the way

And I followed kicking and screaming

To the sex workers who showed me love in the night

I salute you because you told me I was too rough to be a pimp

I could never be a pimp you said I was simply too rough

Learn to be more gentle you said

And I tried and thank you for serving me in the night

For Patricia for my sons

For Nisa for my daughter

For Hasana for Amira and Nefertiti

I salute you forever and ever

For Marsha who suffered with me on crack and died before I recovered

I know you see me now in Cherokee where you said I needed to be

In a place proper for a classic black man artist

I love your Marsha and think of you always knowing there is only one place

An angel can dwell but in heaven

No sweeter angel ever came on God’s earth

No one more beautiful with brown eyes and unconditional love

A Berkeley Girl

Smart and hot as fire and willing to give beyond all



For Pamela in the Valley

Who like Khadijah financed my come up

Who worries more than I want to know

Relax my sister

There are very few things in life of importance

Rumi told you it don’t matter

If you come to the garden

If you don’t come to the garden

It don’t matter

For God is

God is all and all is God

Nothing else matters.

You came to me and never left me as I came to you

Your fears are not my fears so I won’t go there with you

There is no fear in love there is only love In love

If there is something else in love it is not love but fear

And I do not go into the room where fear lives

If you come from the room of fear you will find love everlasting

Come from fear and see the sun of love

What you love belongs to you and you along

No one can take love from you what God has granted

Hurriyah is my warrior woman from my youth

Who shared my revolutionary days my dreams my fears

A million years cannot tare me from your love

You can be with a million men but I am still yours

That’s how love is somebody better get a healing

Up in here.

And Celeste

Yes, another angel from Berkeley

Watch out for those Berkeley girls

Hot and smart like no other

So now you know me

Better act like you know me

Cause this is it girlfriend

I’m willing if you willing

If you willing to come to garden

I’m willing but it don’t matter

If you ain’t willing to come to the garden

I’m willing

But it don’t matter.

Let the people say Ache. Amen. As-Salaam-Alaikum.

Marvin X

8-5-05