Untitled Poem #14

Stones tumble

rumble

rolling down the precipice;

standing below the overhang

hands outstretched

waiting

wondering

will I be caught

tossed

thrown to the waves below

or brought up high?

Soar upon currents

spreading wings

screaming with eagle’s voice

trauma released

heaven bound

shackles gone

free falling

to the ground below.

Caught in the loving arms

ancestors past(sed)

present and future

they are my voice

as I am theirs.

Releasing

torrents of tears

a waterfall

over the land of pride

prejudice

ours

yours

together reparations

healing

soothing a land

scarred by racism and hate.

©May 15/22

Untitled Dark Poem #10

Cat or mouse

huntress or prey

which shall I be

if you have your way?

Will I become voiceless

another broken body

found amongst the weeds?

Will I become torn

shredded and degraded

found amongst the building’s debris?

Will I become nameless

another woman

suddenly gone from this world

family to never know?

Did you feel that?

Look into my eyes

what do you see

lurking deep inside?

See the evil

the deadly design

I will come for you

hunt you

haunt you

until the bitter end.

Be it at the end of a rope

or a blade across the wrist

know that your death

a manufactured suicide

was just a game

played for my pleasure;

I only let you think that you would win.

©May 11/22

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