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 "The Give Up" by Ellen Marie Selm Mass Illusion by Demetrius Heath Writers Block by Tiffany Simons Treasure In The Sky by Courtney Flores Untitled by Patricia Worth Crazy by Sasha Bronner Untitled by Amaka Okechukwu The Wolf by Courtney submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition  |
Untitled by Amaka Okechukwu From deep within my soul hot emotions boil rapidly ready to explode into a mixture of happiness pain and sadness Why am I who I am? Do my full lips wide hips and melanin enriched skin make me an exotic flower in a valley full of daisies or an ugly weed in a garden full of roses? My race does empower me for all the cards dealt to me because I am African- Americans waving their American flags yet cross the street when they see my head wrap Ignorance Ignorance Ignorance really is bliss because I sit and exhaust myself thinking of my people starving, hustling, denying the system that screws us over instead of working around it indulging in the self destructive cycle because that's all they know and I watch on the patio as privileged teenagers laugh and tan complacent and carefree Shouldn't everybody be trippin' like me? Some say I worry about race too much "Aren't you just looking for racism?" "Not everything is about race" My own father thinks I'm militant Race is a concern because not everyone has learned Equality My color won't be an issue when you can't see brown but the red that we all bleed with My color won't be an issue when you can't see brown but the red that we all bleed with But I do love my brown skin kissed by cocoa butter and lotions covers embarrassment and bruises inspires Black Star to write about their "Brown Skin Lady" Ultimately I love my complexion and my militancy (consciousness if you ask me) that follows but you always second guess when you're the only one you know |
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