Racialization is
A status,
On which
The only thing that matters
Is your hue and
Complexion,
And the dark one
Offers no protection
Against being shot by cops
Or suffering insults and offense,
And being treated as if
You
Prison lives matter
lives shattered
living the American nightmare,
We need support
against the courts
how they warehouse us here.
Razor wire plantations
their inspiration
slave pens of old,
Killing fields
riot armor and shields
if the truth be told…
Have you ever considered
you who call yourselves ”nigga”
how much you think like those who enslaved you?
You’ve become willing cattle
better yet chattel
your oppressor’s views now engraved in you…
Way back when
to break slave men
I remember vividly
the last time I cried,
I’d received an envelope
full of photos of children who’d died…
Under the occupation
of the U.S. military,
In the middle east
in their efforts to carry
Out wars in Afghanistan
… Read the rest
Tiger eyes
behind them lies
not just vision
but shadows and
visions
indecision
born of loss
pain undeserved
cries kept in reserve
sharp as razor-severed
nerves
her deliverence
nigh
she questions why
it took so long
for this love
I met a woman
strong and fierce
my heart
my mind
my soul she pierced
brought me back
alive
she revived
my will
to not only survive
but thrive
rekindled my
fire
took my spirits higher
made me aspire
protect our women
and girls from violence
against the mayhem
and the silence
of pains
and abuses kept hidden
from the losses and costs
of living
in a capitalist world that
shows no regard
for those whose
labors are
the game of
control is old
good cops think they slick
when they’re nothing
but the opposite method
of control from the stick
it’s just a trick
they’re the carrot
the siren’s song
the honey to capture
flies when
hidden from history
so few mentions
black bodies hanging
those horrid lynchings
amerika’s fingers
ever pointed abroad
condemnation of other nations
its righteousness a fraud
what crimes more outrageous
what motives more insane
what offenses qualify
she gifted the world
with your life
her own sacrificed
that you might
learn and grow
blossom and know
your way around
places people and things unkind
through difficult times
no greater bind
than her’s
like roots to branch
