Author: Q. Javon Overton

Somebody called my name in the dark and I froze in my tracks I was reaching for your door and the voice forbade me from entering I spun toward the voice and stood looking in a mirror The voice was my own! Do not enter her room if you are not prepared to give all … Continue reading A Conversation with Myself

Last night, I peered into the darkness and saw a pair of eyes that led me on a pathway into the future Truth be told, it opened my soul to things I had forgotten existed It was like looking through the eyes of a child, searching for the source of this wonderment called passion I … Continue reading Opened My Soul

You walked across her womb and stole the only thing she ever held dear. You maimed her children; you tried the break the spirit that sprang from her loins. You raped Africa! You whipped us, but you never beat us. We are the beginning of man. And we will stand when you are no more … Continue reading Answer Me!

Did you know I learned to love you all over again each day? My life has become so much better since you took my name. You have given me the guidance and truth I need to keep my life on track. You have blessed me with a happy home and children. For every superlative that … Continue reading My Love – Greeting Card

You are more than a daughter, mother, grandmother, caregiver, sister, or employee. You are a woman, and you let someone steal that from you. It was not theirs to take. It is time for you to take it back. Stand in front of a mirror and proclaim the control of your blackness. Being black is … Continue reading You Are More

I saw a rainbow today. The colors reminded me that such beauty is a gift. I am walking in the rain just in case I have to cry. I search within myself for the keys to living a good life. Not having someone to love, makes you less than whole in the eyes of the … Continue reading Shade

I'm sorry. I have lied to you far too many times. I say I love you, and I now realize the word "love" is not big enough to tell you how much I need you. The word love has its meaning, and for some, it defines their affection, but how can it mean the same … Continue reading I have lied to You

I write because I hear the whispers of my ancestors. I do my best to give them life in a world they would not understand, but their voices certainly need to be heard. I write to collect the souls lost in the Middle Passage. Souls of broken origins that forever languish in the sea. I … Continue reading Why I Write

I did not know it would hurt so intensely.A simple goodbye sent chills into theair that would last until the end of mytime In my dreams, I have danced with Lady Death many times.always with a slight bowand the music begins.Why has it always been so hard toremember us, didn’t we ever Laugh?All I remember … Continue reading Watered with My Tears

If you open the door, you invite whatever is on the other side into your life, whether it be good or bad. Some people think it is better to relive the past as a memory, instead of reaching for it! Once the door is open and truth speaks, you can never take back words spoken … Continue reading I touched my Past

We stood in the valley and watched the dew turn to steam in the morning sun. We never thought you would disappear like the mist drifting all around us. You were our parents, our wives, our husbands, our kids, our broken limbs on the family tree. The rings of life said you had many more … Continue reading El Paso and Dayton-A Moment of Silence

"How much do you love me?" she asked? I smiled and replied, "I love you with all the man I have not discovered in me yet."

I spoke with Africa last night. I asked her for forgiveness for not finding my way home. “There is nothing to be forgiven. You are a product of my longevity. I have reclaimed the souls of those lost in what they called the Middle Passage.” “How did you find them?” “My child, you do not … Continue reading I spoke to Africa

There are always people becoming, but it is much harder for someone to achieve being. Some dreamers get lost in their rhetoric, and once they break their focus, it is a lonely walk back to the beginning of a broken dream. Decide what is more important, your image or your self-worth. A person can have … Continue reading Who Do You See?

  Questions in the Dark What are we all looking for? Do we have a destination in mind when we point in a direction? What is the motivation that pushes us to the summit of our relationships or careers? Is acceptance the primary goal in how we measure our success, or maybe our failure Does … Continue reading Questions in The Dark