Ode to you:
He, who seeks a better tomorrow
He, who is willing to leave in the past
All that he ever knew to be true,
All of the things, the faith, the hope and the dreams
That fit tightly in a backpack
As a souvenir
Of a life that just wasn’t meant to be lived
One word killed the Eric Garners and George Floyds of America.
One word deprived them of life and happiness.
One word hinders African Americans from the sweet joy of liberty.
One word denies us our equality.
One word allows injustices to go unchecked.
One word permits the violation of our rights.
One word created mass incarceration.
My country… Tis of thee. Bittersweet land, apparition of liberty. So long withheld from me… Of thee I see Land where my fathers died, Land where the pilgrims cried. A pretense of courtesy, But held disdain deep. Likewise, today people in positions of authority And opportunity. My country… When will you unchain the shackles: mentally…Read More
By BH Looking through caged windows So many faces, so much pain Immigrants being treated less than animals Hunted down and casted away Homeless, displaced with nowhere to escape God’s children Traveling from place to place It’s hard to call myself an American As this can’t be the American way What happened to the land…Read More