Proclamation (by Azalea "Az-U-R" Tidwell)
Azalea "Az-U-R" Tidwell
Proclamation
She stands before you in her own personal divinity
Exposing herself as your sweet lonesome serenity
Promoting her virginity and sanity as her shunning of immorality
But what you should contemplate is the trail of the causality of fate
That she causes
She weaves while standing in her prime
Causing infatuation within your grandeur that you believe is sublime.
Oh it’s only a matter of time before your integrity she’ll deny
And you will only be left with a mere imagination of her divinity.
You’ll try to rearrange your life for closer proximity
And at that point and time it will be futile in your male generality.
Because this being has learned to utilize her provocative capabilities
To lead you astray not just once
But whenever she decides to open the door
To your lower chamber heaping hot coals and fiery brimstone
Causing you to live in sheer dismay.
Wondering pondering where should you go now
Because it seemed like forever you were chasing that prize
And within her hips you were hypnotized.
Until that one day you realized
What’s been occurring?
Happening to you everyday that you wake
She took whatever she could take
And you finally found her dictionary
In which for goodness sake
She redefined morality
And misconstrued the formalities.
She walked the line
Ignoring wholesome Christianity.
Utilizing worldly types of profanity.
Yet you never saw all of her calamities
A deck of cards stacked towards the heavenly.
But yet in all reality it was simply
A leaven fermented loaf of humanity
Promenading in around with whomever would surround.
Simply awaiting the compliments to abound and
Blasting her treasures so that many men can yearn
For her in lustfulness.
While yet they become simple dust crushed and dismayed.
And yet she sits wondering who might get played.
Wondering if they will eventually be laid.
I wonder about my own hidden spaces.
I renew my own personal graces
I never claimed to be sanctified
And Retribution of my divination shall come.
The stakes I layed and graves I’ve layed in are my past
My history speaks for its self
It is what it is
AInt no need to run for shelter
I live my life without strife
Uncaring unadulterated simple Life
Forget the schemas forget the way you believe things should be
You want to try and ruin me
Don’t waste your time
My life may crumble as the walls of Jericho
But trust I’m not just a simple hoe.
I am an Astonishing Zephyr Understanding Reality Az-u-r
A gentle breeze bringing waves of change.
Forget what you were taught
Awaken to what the new day has brought
No Matter what I don’t require you to change
I love me for me and appreciate you Az U R
©2007 by Azalea Tidwell
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AZ-U-R, (CFO/Sponsorship Contact) hails from Gary, Indiana and now resides in Cleveland, Ohio by way of Michigan and South Carolina. While she is an active member of her community with various organizations, it was in 2001 during her attendance at Case Western University that the Spoken Word artist within her was discovered, and at The Boarding House in Cleveland's University Circle. "As You Are" became a prominent voice within the poetic community. Her approach to her art and to others is acceptance regardless of status or limitation: a total embodiment of her name.
After leaving Ohio for a time to pursue other interests, AZ-U-R returned to Cleveland in 2006 and began to share her art on various open mics with a passion that is both entertaining and educational, which has earned her invitations to host several Spoken Word events as well. Since her return, AZ-U-R has released a book, My Poetic Exhibition [2008], and in the spring of 2009 will be touring as a cast member of Judgement Day (Valley of the Lost Souls).
Bookings: (248)842-2324 or az1ur@yahoo.com
Website: www.undergroundkweens2u.com
Categories: Cleveland, African American, 2000s, Tidwell (Azalea), Writing, American
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