In Honor of Juneteenth. (Poem)

I am my ancestors’ wildest dream. I’m the writer for those who couldn’t read, The voice for those who couldn’t speak, I dance for justice and fight for peace, I am free. But only due to their bravery. The men and women who went before, And paved a road of liberty. Laced with sacrifice, and… Continue reading In Honor of Juneteenth. (Poem)

For George (Poem)

I. Can. Not. Breath.Because your knee is on my neck.And your heel is on my back.And the more I try to break free and be great,You stump me down and tell me I’m still a slave.Yes 200 years have went by and we had a black man in office but that was just a pity… Continue reading For George (Poem)