Michigan
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the people are
protesting
some michigan fool carried a
confederate flag in the street
(doesn't he know
it isn't his flag that
is the flag of
my people we
bled under that
An odeto the short lived snowflakethat took refugebetween my curlsthis morning.
Fell from the skyinto the armsof my woolen beanie,bouncing offinto my hair.
Colorful fire crackling
On dry Michigan wood
Campfire smell filling my nose
Arms wrap around me
Holding me tight
I hear little voices
Singing songs of rolling hills
And the taps on shoulders
Once upon a time on a hot summer day, the boys were being boys and the girls they played.Outside throwing frisbees, throwing footballs and the sound of jumping rope.A little black girl had a dry throat.As thirsty as can be she rushed in scurry lik
I've danced to these rhythms before.
They've run in my ears
through my neck
down my spine
curved through my fingertips
as I mimicked the waves.
I've seen them before - my dear.
Live life without hindrance, please sir
It is something taken for granted, all should have
None of us truly do… not even you, do you defer?
Might as well do it now, it is only gonna get worse
I.
i have this tendency to hide behind tall buildings.
skyscrapers are home, but your lap
is the most familiar place i will ever know.
II.
when Thomas Edison invented the light bulb,
Michigan is where we HAIL, and when you hear that please don’t bail
We’re shaped like a mitten for a reason
Winter is our longest season
Michigan has rich history
Now you know that is no mystery
Every other summer we travel to Michigan
The landscape's so open and calm
The beauty of the tall hills of sand
The beauty of the freshwater lake
