blackpanther
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I cried when
The Black Panther
Died in Infinity
War.
I cried even
More when
Chadwick was
Pronounced ‘’gone.’’
I shot my
Make believe
Basket into
The trash can
In honor of the month that is hushed on school speakers
Torn out of the history books
Dumbed down with empty proclamations of peace
And ignored like white privilege in a country club
Black Power
I want to climb on a tower
I want the whole world to hear
This is what I fear
Is this what the world has come to?
Let’s go back to times of peace.
Times when women didn’t have to fear walking alone in the dark just to go home,
And children didn’t have to fear their lives while learning how to read and do math,
