history
No need to tell me
that I am free
As still I sit here
In these chains
You’ve sweat, bled, and worked diligently
To provide and survive.
You’ve fought endlessly for equal rights,
love, respect and what defines moral standards.
You sung songs, wrote words of wisdom,
poetry, gave stories and taught us well.
That’s all they want us to be is History
Black power.
Now that’s real power,
The type of power if we unite the
world, we’d devour.
Fred
George, Malcolm, & Che
Have been my guiding light
As my world turns.
Sitting in the same cages
They sat in before me
Reading the words they left
Exquisite beyond wonder, woman
layers peeled back like sheets on a 100 degree night
heavy with discomfort and wet
from tears and my hearts breaking