Poems from sequoyahenry
I wish I could slam About the handcuffs they put on black people’s prideOr how the way that only considering blue lives leaves them blind...
Shout
So loud the walls shake and the paint chips off in little pieces
Decorating the blood on the floors
And the blood in the hands of...
Silence is deafening so I fill the void in between my ears and through my veins with noise.
Hoping it will satisfy my thirst
Or quell my...
Bury the hatchet and bury it deep
So far deep I can't tell whether it's a fossil or a coffin
So deep in my mind that I can't remember why I...
Do you know what it's like to be authenticaly you for once in your life and then look in the mirror and forget who you are?
Did the same...