D.I.S.U.N.I.T.Y Black women I am a reflection of you But black woman you have caused me pain like no other Black sister, we are tied by our mother But when I came to you for safety You judged me like a stranger Black woman We …
Poem: The Veil
There are times when I am less aware of what is draped before my closed eyes. I begin to feel as if we’re both on the same side. Acceptance is the trick that has been pulled from the magician’s hat, and my eyes are mesmerized, looking left while the real trick happens stage right. But then I look closer …
Poem: Darker Than Blue
We people, who are darker than blue The evil man has evil plans to eliminate me and you! we people, who are darker than blue the evil man has evil plans to do evil things to us two Target bright Black women is what they do, break the connection between you two! To break the connection between woman and man! Pay HER more money so …
Poem: Alien Spirit
All the Creator has to do is say be and it is. who am I to dispute with you? But my truth is just as true to me as yours is to you. Do you really want to know what it’s like to walk the earth in my shoes. I lived amongst you who are mostly ignored. People who …
Poem: Untitled
A nation that deals death by drone, jails its own, kills for sport, and sleeps asses in seats with a spectacle of courtroom reports can offer no fair retort to innocent lives cut short. Puppeteers will profiteer from fear the mass media exports and bloody hands will be wiped clean at beachside resorts. WAKE up there’s never justice in kangaroo …
Poem: Forever and Personally Indebted to the Struggle
No reparations will ever be paid for the extra hours stayed, hairs grayed and dues paid, the sacrifices made, the roads paved and the lives laid to stick out our sore thumbs and call spades spades we suck salt now to make tomorrow sweeter lemonade. @thisisnesessery
Sometimes I Cry, Sometimes I Smile
Sometimes I cry And sometimes, I smile And, It’s been awhile Since I’ve cried But it’d be a lie If I told you I never crack a smile And as the moon rises the night falls deep and so do I, falling uneasily to sleep settling in dreams That bring visions to my eyes Forcing me to realize …
From Her Diary
We Hurt, We mask our pain in bed sheets Wanting to cover the scars We’ve tried applying make-up to. We Cry, Not knowing why Unattached to the reality of the sickness we have. So We Weep Running back and forth around the playground Only hoping our playmate is ideal- Like in our imagination. Yet We Take It, Loving them more …