In The End

I begged
waited for you to hear
to acknowledge
the words that I was speaking
only you looked at me
as though I spoke a foreign language.
I screamed
stomping my feet
like a child you said
driving me to rage
you still were not listening
only pretending to engage.
Tears
fierce
hot
burned my face
flowing over cheeks
dripping from chin
you wag a finger at me
disdain
cannot believe I will not shut my mouth.
Ragged breath
gasping
no longer can I care
furrows rent
flesh beneath my nails…..
I despise you.
I hate you.
I loath you.
False claims of love
never ending
liar
liar
pants on fire
I will stab you in the end.
©Jan. 28/23

Why’d it take so long?

 I watched The United States vs Billie Holiday. 
Strange Fruit. 
A song that made white men uncomfortable so she had to be stopped.
And drugs were an easy choice because she did have a heroin addiction.
This poem is inspired by the movie.

Pin prick
slow plunge of the syringe
milky liquid
shot through my veins
numbing the deep pain inside. 
Time without reason
men allowed to kill men
of different colors
without consequence
(passed in 2022 how sad is that-
the length of time to criminalize lynching-
100 years in the making
200 failed attempts)
my voice rises with passion
with pain
try to cut me down
take the words
twist them 
because they make you uncomfortable.
My soul has felt
tugged upon
ancestors demanding my vengeance
but it cannot be
for it would lower me
to the same level
as those bastards
murdering mamas
papas
14 year old boys
for why?
Sport for some?
Pure hatred and evil for others
this is history as we know it.
Lies
distortions
they took me down
arrested me on my deathbed 
so they would not look like clowns.
But in the end
I win
for it is my name that is remembered 
not his.

©Jan 16/23
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