resist
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"I Think..."
I think creativity should be
Something we’re not afraid of
I think we should hide from
The thing under the bed
The end.
So many of us fear it.
Being forgotten,
being gone-
just not being anymore.
But if these first 100 days have told me anything,
If I'm learning from my mistakes,
Surely there’s more to life than this Surely there’s more to life than to grow up, to wake up only to feel the need to resist I hear the constant string of yelling, I hear the crowds rebellingI hear cries of children as their homes are blown, I he
They say this is the land of the free, but how can that be
when the police are shooting black people like me.
Yes I can see
From the glow of my computer light
That I cannot be proud of
Our stars and stripes.
We stand on the shore and ignore
The helpless cries of our fellow man,
While I feel that we should remember the past
learn from it
mourn it
grow from it
No one else remembers how.
So we drown
They Steal Black children from their mothers’ hearts
They Changed the meaning of a gun
They Made it a crime to wear a hoodie while being Black
They Use a hashtag to justify murder
A silence in time
a moment of moments
With the chitter and chatter
slowing to a hush
my heart raced louder
my mind a rush
The touch of his fingers
fitting in mine
How could anyone say jane is bad?
Have they all gone severely mad?
It opens your mind
and helps you to see through constructs
