PAD Challenge Day 2: For Someone Black Like Me?

 PAD Challenge Day 2: Answer the question, “What does the future hold?”. Then, make your answer the title of your poem and write your poem.

For Someone Black Like Me?

5 years, maybe 10 years, let me see 30 years—

I think its best that I say/see 30 years from now---

when I look ahead of myself, 

my bronze skin, possibly softer,

a little wrinkled, maybe I will have more than

3 strands of gray hair. 

The wisdom I speak will gladly tell you:

 “I am still the beautiful struggle; proudly, honoring the glorious progress”.

Maybe the color of my skin will not get me called a Black Bitch or a Nigger.

Maybe I will no longer be known as an angry, mad black woman.

Hopefully,

the world will truly follow their faiths,

carry their crosses, sip their holy water,

find value in believing that Black Lives Matter too.

I did not think I had to add the “too”

but for right now, it seems like I do.

I am praying that I do not have to march again

sound like a broken record skipping,

singing “No justice, no peace”

for the world to dusk off and press play again and again.

 I am praying that I do not have to write

another “Black poem” so eloquently to

get you to understand what it means to be black.

I am praying that no one else ask me

 “what should we or what can I do to support black people”—

when all you must do is see human in us and not our melanin.

I am praying that the eye-phones of the eyewitnesses

continue to reveal whole truths and nothing

but the whole truths to the world.  

I am praying lady justice will man-up,

even out her own scales and uncover her own eyes.

I am praying that people will understand

how that knee protest is a right under the Bill of Rights;

but that knee death,

that have shaken our souls lifeless,

was not a constitutional right.

So, tell me,

what does the future hold for someone black like me?

It has been 5 years since Philando Castile…..

almost 10 years since Trayvon Martin…..

at least 30 years since Rodney King…

another 67 years since the Civil Rights Movement…

Did a change really come?”

‘Cause I got nerve to believe that its “OK!”

to say that “We’re not okay”in America.

Because, really, in this World, we are not okay.

So, I'll just have to wait to see what the future holds.... 

 

D’ElegantOne


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