HIDE YO CRAZY! …. Something’s Been Said Intro

“Something’s been said,” is a quote used by members of my extended, Southern family. Although I was raised in the Midwest, I’d heard this phrase every time something suspicious happened within our clan. It means that there is something definitely wrong, unexplainable, off-putting, or weird going on with a family member, friend or associate but no one knows how to explain it or wants to expose the real issues. Details are often missing or simply don’t add up. No one could evaluate a situation with clarity or objectivity in an environment where hidden secrets and lies existed. As a child, I instinctively knew when a story didn’t make sense, and my facial expression often reflected it.

After moving south, a native North Carolinian told me that her grandmother told her to “hide yo crazy”. The statement made me laugh out loud because it reminded me of the stories we often share that provide half the facts that simply do not add up. It’s another way of saying “something’s been said“. Most people don’t internally question what they hear. Too few are willing to investigate, research or debate a topic before making a decision. There is an even smaller group who will allow room for a presumption of innocence until proof has been obtained.

In the late 70’s and early 80’s, a show called “Different Strokes” was a favorite in my household. I particularly loved the young son, played by former child actor Gary Coleman, who would question information that didn’t make sense to him…. something would have been said for sure!

In this section of Hide Yo Crazy …. Something’s Been Said, we’ll examine cultural, familial, relational, and current events, and provide a platform to examine and perhaps debate these matters in terms of appropriateness, accuracy, and relevancy. Guest writers will also participate to allow for different perspectives on subjects. I am hopeful that we will be able to unveil some of the different viewpoints and allow us to gain a better understanding of what may really be happening within our own minds as well as relationships. Come back soon …check out this video until we chat again.


The poem can start with him walking backwards into a room.

He takes off his jacket and sits down for the rest of his life;

that’s how we bring Dad back.

I can make the blood run back up my nose, ants rushing into a hole.

We grow into smaller bodies, my breasts disappear,

your cheeks soften, teeth sink back into gums.

I can make us loved, just say the word.

Give them stumps for hands if even once they touched us without consent,

I can write the poem and make it disappear.

Step-Dad spits liquor back into glass,

Mum’s body rolls back up the stairs, the bone pops back into place,

maybe she keeps the baby.

Maybe we’re okay kid?

I’ll rewrite this whole life and this time there’ll be so much love,

you won’t be able to see beyond it. 

You won’t be able to see beyond it,

I’ll rewrite this whole life and this time there’ll be so much love.

Maybe we’re okay kid,

maybe she keeps the baby.

Mum’s body rolls back up the stairs, the bone pops back into place,

Step-Dad spits liquor back into glass.

I can write the poem and make it disappear,

give them stumps for hands if even once they touched us without consent,

I can make us loved, just say the word.

Your cheeks soften, teeth sink back into gums

we grow into smaller bodies, my breasts disappear.

I can make the blood run back up my nose, ants rushing into a hole,

that’s how we bring Dad back.

He takes off his jacket and sits down for the rest of his life.

The poem can start with him walking backwards into a room.

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Written By Warsan Shire

Dream Again

Photo by David Clode on Unsplash

When your dreams have failed you –

Dream again…

When you think you’re beaten –

Dream again…


Failure cannot break your heart –

Life’s a game, so play your part –

Dare to make another start.

Dream again…

Next time you’ll be stronger – wiser too –

Think of all the things you meant to do –

Keep the glory of the goal in view –

and dream again…


Do not heed the world, its taunts and jeers –

Lift your eyes and face the coming years –

All great things are bought with human tears –

So dream again.

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Written By Patience Strong

For Those Who Fail

“All honor to him who shall win the prize”

The world has cried for a thousand years.

But to him who tries and who fails and dies,

I give great honor and glory and tears.


Give glory and honor and pitiful tears

To all who fail in their deeds sublime.

Their ghosts are many in the van of years.

They were born with Time in advance of Time.

Oh, great is the hero who wins a name.

But greater many and many a time

Some pale-faced fellow who dies in shame

And lets God finish the thought sublime.


And great is the man with a sword undrawn.

And good is the man who refrains from wine;

But the man who falls and who still fights on,

Lo, he is the twin-brother of mine.


Written By Joaquin Miller

Failure And Success

Such irresistible twins, 

Shadowing each other, 

One can’t make it, 

Others can’t do it. 

Holding hands together, 

Far and wide to the ocean, 

seas, rives and waterfalls, 

to the greatest heights, 

and profound deep, 

both of them following the other. 

Failure first then comes success, 

Success first then comes failure, 

Both of them give way to the other, 

For they know so well, 

either one can live freely, 

For they are both 

Shadows and Twins!


Written By Susan T. Aparejo

H^eart Condition

Be careful how you treat people. I learned these words of wisdom at some point in my youth. Was it it during the Baptist church revival with grandma? Was it in school listening to a teacher intervening in a conflict between students? Was it learned from the Saturday cartoons – – Bugs Bunny or maybe Sesame Street? Perhaps, it was imbedded in the books I devoured alone in my room particularly within the sacred pages of the Bible? Regardless of when I first heard this message, I have since witnessed its validity and trUthfulness time and time again in my own personal actions and interactions with others. TrUst and believe – – I have many stories of me receiving repercussions after mistreating someone. I wasn’t always ready for the hard&black consequences either. Ouch! The flip side of this experience is also consistent with similar results happening to others who mistreated me as well. Consequences never came when most desired but in the distance, the hand of justice always catches up – – eventually. By then, however, you might not even care too much about the past event (especially if you find the lesson in the experience). Transcending these human infractions is an option for some in the end game – – not just sabotage, retaliation or revenge. But, we all still pay for our “energy” (words, thoughts and deeds in action) whether conscious or not. So … Be very careful how you treat others.

 WHATEVER YOU HAVE DONE TO ME ... WELL, BLESS YOUR H^EART | image tagged in color purple | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

Our actions with others always say a lot about US. These encounters highlight our personal character (high and low vibrational energy) coexisting within our h^earts. Sometimes we take the highest path of consciousness – – LOVE. We also choose to embrace one of the low the vibrational energies of hate, selfishness, greed, jealousy and envy. Notice I said EMBRACE in the last sentence. Why you ask? It is a natural human condition for US to feel both energies (love and hate) yet there is a choice and only ONE vibration keeps you in alignment with the most high. So … Be very, very careful how you treat others.

In the end, perhaps our lives will be evaluated based upon the balance between the positive versus low vibrational energy we have EMBRACED within our h-earts and directed out into this world. If the scales are balanced or the weight is heavier on the high vibrational side in spite of imperfections and mistakes, then the divine may look fairly upon our efforts in the long run granting success. And maybe if we’ve hurt others or bring destruction and pain continuously, even after knowing there is another high vibrational choice, the scales will tip the other direction going out of balance and not in our favor resulting in failure. All of us have fallen from grace at some point yet an unwritten expectation still remains for the possibility for CHANGE, growth and expansion. Consequences are waiting for US either way it goes.

The final judgement ultimately resides in the wisdom of the most high – – and definitely not in my imperfect, opinionated mind. We all need to know our own soul (man or woman behind the mask) as well as your rank (for those who know, you know). Money, fame and religion do not necessarily translate into divine wisdom. Some suggest that both success and failure, in this life, are decided via many variables (known and hidden) depending on your character, values and opportunities. Yet, one truth remains undeniable for me even though we all make human mistakes while fulfilling our divine purpose. I’ll say it again now. Be very, very careful how you treat others, my friend. Your actions will “unveil” the honest condition of your h^eart.

“Lord please judge us by our h-earts and not our mistakes.”

How do you rank?

Failure to Success

Hello my love. 

Will you be my soldier? 

Will guard my heart? 

Would you take a 101 on how to mend a broken heart? 

Would you wipe away the tears, when it falls apart? 

Paint my skies blue? 

Find the scars, I try to keep from you? 


Hello my love. 

I’ve lettin go. 

I cry an ocean, to let you know. 

This pain is real, it is indeed. 

You might have known, if you’d had protected me. 


Hello my love. 



Written By Kenze Love 

The Real Successes

The Real Successes

You think that the failures are many,
You think the successes are few,
But you judge by the rule of the penny,
And not by the good that men do.
You judge men by standards of treasure
That merely obtain upon earth,
When the brother you’re snubbing may measure
Full-length to God’s standard of worth.
The failures are not in the ditches,
The failures are not in the ranks,
They have missed the acquirement of riches,
Their fortunes are not in the banks.
Their virtues are never paraded,
Their worth is not always in view,
But they’re fighting their battles unaided,
And fighting them honestly, too.
There are failures to-day in high places
The failures aren’t all in the low;
There are rich men with scorn in their faces
Whose homes are but castles of woe.
The homes that are happy are many,
And numberless fathers are true;
And this is the standard, if any,
By which we must judge what men do.
Wherever loved ones are awaiting
The toiler to kiss and caress,
Though in Bradstreet’s he hasn’t a rating,
He still is a splendid success.
If the dear ones who gather about him
And know what he’s striving to do
Have never a reason to doubt him,
Is he less successful than you?
You think that the failures are many,
You judge by men’s profits in gold;
You judge by the rule of the penny–
In this true success isn’t told.
This falsely man’s story is telling,
For wealth often brings on distress,
But wherever love brightens a dwelling,
There lives; rich or poor, a success.

Written By Edgar A. Guest


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