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The World Is Yours 3:390:00/3:39
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Not Your Mama's Jazz 4:480:00/4:48
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Love Letter 5:030:00/5:03
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I Need You 4:330:00/4:33
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Rendezvous 5:510:00/5:51
“The intensity of her purpose makes her appealing. The constancy of her love makes her irreplaceable. ”
— Nicole 'Onna B' Walden

Those Were The Days
Poetry By Onna B
I miss cassette tapes and roller skates
My Sony Walkman and my Easy Bake
Dancing to Soul Train and Solid Gold
Playing with Atari and my GI Joes
Going to the park and staying all-day
Those were the ways I loved to play
Eating Cereal while watching Animation
This by far was my favorite recreation
Creature Double Feature and Kung Fu theater
Alvin, Simon and my main man Theodore
Watching Bob Ross paint Happy Little Trees
Those were the best of times indeed
Music videos played all day on MTV
The Army said, “Be All That You Can Be”
There was no internet to consume my time
I nurtured real relationships, the quality kind
I’d record my favorite shows on the VCR
I got a kick out of Bart, Homer, and Marge
Musicals were dope not considered cheesy
I sure loved how George loved Weezy
Sitcoms were bomb with amazing intros
Commercials had unforgettable jingles
Priceless memories stored in my head
Like Edith sang, “Those were the days”
All rights reserved. © 2020, Nicole “Onna B” Walden




I Can't Breathe
Poetry by onna b
I CAN’T BREATHE
First hanged from trees
Now choked by knees
“Someone help me please”
Hear my pleas
To no avail, I seize
Murder in the Second Degree
I lay lifeless, they walk free
Not Guilty
But not for me, for the PD
Justice served? That’s an absurdity
A travesty throughout our history
A pillaging of our civil liberties
The sheer lack of Empathy
Disgusting
Yet I’m suppose to be trusting
The lines of decency are blurry
Those in authority; dirty
My life deemed unworthy
As the air leaves
My last words haunting
I can’t breathe
I am George Floyd; and he is ME
Let’s kneel in unity against racism, prejudice and bigotry
Peace
All rights reserved. © 2020, Nicole “Onna B” Walden

Love is Circular
Poetry by Onna B
Be what you need. You must give in order to receive. I feed you and you feed me and we will never go hungry. Real love is circular.
All rights reserved. © 2020, Nicole “Onna B” Walden

Love Notes
ADMIRATION
#lovenotes #lovelanguage
"The way she moves is so fluid like a leaf descending from the tree of life. She nurtures his spirit as she casts upon him her angelic light. Cool as an artic breeze and vast as the Philippine Sea, he is the song she writes.
OnnaB©2019