Blue Sunshine

-Marlene

Flourishing, Exploding, Decaying
Emotions flooding my mind with beads of Confusion
Anger pushing me down onto the concrete
Yet there is that light that keeps my head from shattering
Why do we forget the beauty of pain?
Pain that lets us recognize the sunshine of the day.
Don’t let my sunshine fall, Don’t let me fall.
THESE DAYS ARE COLD
AND THEY FEEL BLUE
BUT I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THE SUN WILL SHINE SOON
Frustration controlling my motives
Motivation drained through the aches of my heart
Everything I once said forgotten in the dark
Heartache, such a saddening feeling
But each beat of a broken heart produces another breath of life
So why do we forget the beauty of an aching beat?
Beat that signifies another light of day.
Don’t let your sunshine fall, I won’t let you fall.
IT FEELS SO COLD
IT FEELS SO BLUE
BUT I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THE SUN WILL SHINE SOON
Lost, Afraid, Torn
Between the manipulation of Depression
Depression, Deflation of who we believe we are.
Negativity oppressing to pull our eyes out
Out of reality and into a mentality of insanity
Insanity of hopelessness in the darkness?
Why do we forget the beauty of darkness?
Darkness which is overpowered by the brilliance of day.
Why do you let your sunshine fall, it’s not meant to fall.
YOU FEEL SO COLD
YOU FEEL SO BLUE
BUT I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW
THE SUN WILL SHINE SOON
Happiness hidden somewhere in the peak of our existence
Vanished through the vulnerability of being blind
Blind looking for love,
the component of our hearts and souls.
Yet, we search and search
And always search never allowing us to find.
Why do we not look into our own beauty?
Beauty of being human, of having the chance of another day?
Why is it that we forget the beauty of our lives?
Lives that strive to shine in the sunrise of the day.
LIFE SEEMS SO COLD
LIFE SO SEEMS SO BLUE
BUT YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
THE SUN WILL ALWAYS SHINE SOON.

justice

Sama-
I just want you to be understanding and sympathetic about it
You don’t have to help me
I just want you to be aware of the repercussions of being an undocumented (illegal) immigrant
Especially if you didn’t have a choice about it
Cuz I didn’t, I didn’t decide to come into this country I feel like I’m stuck you know
They brought me here when I was three yrs olds---illegally
I don’t remember it—they told me in high school, around junior yr
Then I really started to understand what it meant—to be illegal
I knew my parents were illegal forever you know
But I didn’t thought I was
I should have suspected it due to my living conditions and life style
I didn’t have health insurance, still don’t
I also feel, kinda jealous, for my sister, she was born here, she has all the opportunities, I feel like I live my life hiding from people, she doesn’t have to live through that
When I was growing up I felt that jealously, like why is she getting these benefits and I’m not, why is she getting more benefits, and care than me, I always thought my parents loved her more than me and I knew the real reason when my parents said I’m a stupid wet back and she isn’t
And that’s what shocked me the most; I was to scream at my parents did you even have a plan to legalize me in the first place
They talk about putting me through college at all that stuff and then I thought how, how are you going to support me
They’re kinda naive of it
I should have made them understand what it takes to get a diploma a career
To me school was an escape, an escape from my parent’s house, where I was so dead poor, that one day I could be affluent
I’m not ignorant I think about the struggles of others,

I can’t finish college because I don’t have the financial means
I cant get a job because no ones going to hire me
I just want to go to a little box and cry, cry for a whole day ya know
I don’t know what I’m going to do when I get out
Ill have the same reality

I there any hope for me
I want to think there is
What can I do in order to improve myself I wanna do this BUT I cant
Its not my fault talk to my parents
American mentality to help myself
How we treat our impoverished, help them to help themselves
What if we can’t help ourselves?
I have a lot of demons
Insecurity
I just want to believe in myself again

blogger wont let me comment ight now,

solo part

The present, is my present.
A gift from the sun and the moon
A dowry for our celestial matrimony
so that we may see another day.

We are explorers sailing into the unknown;
our backs to the winds of fate pushing us forward towards the storm.

Like Odysseus we come close to home
only to be thrashed back out to sea,
but still we surge on time and time again.

If we listen closely we can hear the whispers
of generations before us;
urging us to continue with our perilous journey.

The past tells the future, but my future is present.

log line: sama

I've been a caged bird singing caged bird song, but i've come to realize the door was open all along, so let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone.

Poets Outline!!!!

Poets Corner – the Skeleton :::  !

what is Our story? Love

who are we? Poets 

who says play/pause? 

Choir 

** Setting:  MUSEUM (Statues/Images coming to Life)

* Lighting – 3 isolated pools of light (stage left, center, right) dim warm light for transitions, harsh white light with blue undertones

* Sound – ‘tick’s for dance, gunshot

* Costumes – janitor robe, solid color clothing (try at tech)

* Props – *dollies, blocks 

* Set – 

(MIC – Announcement by Directors/Dylan)

1. Chiraag (Curator) makes announcement, introducing to Museum ( Museum Lighting

2. DANCE (All Poets) (spotlights with colors)

3. Chiraag – introduces character (vaguely) (Museum Lighting)

4. IDENTITY (Konstantin, Krys, Ivan)  (Spotlights)

5. FATHERS (Chessa, Akiva) (Stage right and stage left spots)

6. WAR @ HOME (Ivan) (Bring up center spot dim stage right and stage left)

TRANSITION (dollie, set up display)  (Museum Lighting)

7. DRUGS (Aaron, Akiva) (Stage right and stage left pools)

8. LOVE (Sam, Leslie, Anna Marie)  (Center light)

9. EMOTIONS (Marlene) (Center Spot)

10. SHATTERED DREAMS OF HOPE (Imani, Aaron, Konstantine) (Full Stage lit with red rinse) (gunshot sound here) (BLACKOUT)

- black out – TRANSITION midnight tour guide thru audience

11. GRACIAS (Imani, Chessa, Marlene, Patrick) (Pool of light stage left transition into whole stage red rinse with stage right spot and center spot)

12. FATHERS (Krys, Leslie) (Full stage lit)

13. JUSTICE (Anna Marie, Montoya, Sam) (harsh white light with blue undertones)

(BLACKOUT)

14. LOGLINES (All Poets) (Start with center, add more lights as people come on stage)(Stage dim on Imani’s last line, pool of light come up stage left over piano as Imani walks over) (Once Imani starts playing, pool of lights come up center stage and dim lights with color stage right)

15. THE SONG (All Poets) **Ivan Dance

After breakdown on piano stage right lights Full Stage Brightly Lit. End of song Blackout)

Shattered Dreams of Hope (Imani/Aaron/Constantine)

IMANI: Shattered dreams of hope echo through the depths of my soul as if they were surrounded by sharp pointed cavern walls
Deep inside is where I will find, but I am deep and I have found nothing
I have found nothing because I am nothing
Shallow ink fills pages and pages of epic books and rage is my only outlet

*Progressively faster*
AARON: What
KONSTANTIN: When
AARON: Where
KONSTANTIN: How
All: WHY!

IMANI: Why is there why? Why do we justify with why?
Reasons upon reasons
KONSTANTIN: because
AARON + KONSTANTIN: because
ALL: BECAUSE
WHY do I feel trapped?

*
*AARON Comes in With Feeling of being trapped and echoes Imani's last line*
*

IMANI: Because somehow I've sense my reality crumbling upon me
A breath is taken for granted for this is all my mother needs but needless wants flaunt timeless tales of misfortune and misconduct
Abducted by the indigenous our minds journey through time

ALL:The past tells the future but our future is now present

*
*KONSTANTIN: Comes in with a spin off of the word present being like a gift*
Ends line with
"The past told the future but my future is my present"
*

IMANI:The hour glass still pours but when will stop?

*AARON makes starving pose, KONSTANTIN makes begging pose at the line*
I cannot make it, for the sacred takes it's toll and I roll through the punches
Numbed by my mind altering substances abundant to the starving and homeless

ALL: I am without am I not?

Sure my people are dying but I am too
Incarceration to the tenth degree

ALL: CAN'T YOU SEE?

*IMANI simultaneously removes glasses*
IMANI:Or do I need to check my prescription?

There I am squinting at what lies beneath the surface of my being and all I'm seeing is the truth and it more than hurts

ALL: It pierces through my heart
IMANI: like Excalibur another dragon slain
But I am not the hunter I am the prey that lays in the meadow while my herd runs frantically frightened

*KONSTANTIN and AARON come in together and egg him on switching roles in the middle to be different*

COME TO ME DESTROYER COME GREAT WARRIOR OF BRAVERY AND STRENGTH VIRTUOUS MASTER OF BENEVOLENCE AND UNDERSTANDING
COME!!!! END MY PAIN END MY SUFFERING TELL ME:
THAT, "It's gonna be okay!" AND LET ME TURN AWAY ONLY TO HEAR THE:

BOOOOOOMM!!

IMANI: I WILL NOT SEE ANOTHER DAY!
*BEAT*
KONSTANTIN + AARON: WE WILL NOT SEE ANOTHER DAY!
*2 BEATS*
ALL: YOU WILL NOT SEE ANOTHER DAY!

BLACKOUT Immediately as last Day is said

war piece (tell me what you think)/ Log line

Sing Sorrow,Sorrow: but good win in the end
How, how does good help amend
the sorrow of children dying
while mothers are crying
for her sons and daughters have been shot
by a democracy I know not.

Bombs have shattered
lives remain tattered
As machines shout orders
far to those over borders.
Stay the course they say
no matter what you have to pay.

Sing sorrow, sorrow: but good win in the end.
What if instead of wars gardens we tend.
What if instead crying laughter is heard.
What if instead of jets kites fly like a great bird.

But that is not the world we live in
until that world comes
Sing sorrow, sorrow : but good win in the end.

Log Line

I am a Gladiator thrusting his story to the hilt;
deep into your heart.
I slash at the blanket of darkness
to try and let the sunlight into our lives.