Say Justice Again

Some cry for justice cause their definitions of self and success are wrapped in the American dream being a reality

But anyone with eyes to see

who wants to see even the painful truths

know it’s always been  white lies shaping our nightmares.

Some cry and fight for justice cause we know the system was never designed for us

and on our way to building a new way

we can’t  just lay down and allow you to keep dehumanizing us without a fight.

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Don’t Ask Me

Please do not ask me what  I think white people should do about anything.

Cause if after living, studying, and benefiting from these systems for hundreds of years

you can’t quite seem to figure out how to undo it

or how to be accountable to interrupting it  at all times

then you really don’t want to know.

If you ask me I’m going to tell you to get on some John Brown type shit.

Donate your money , tell your friends to, or give me their numbers and go somewhere and sit down type shit.

If you haven’t dealt with your own family and  friends, aka fellow white profiteers and appropriators you’re not really serious.

If you’re willing to take jobs leading people of color to solve their own problemsyou’re the same as the blue coats on Wall Street…Bottom feeders

cloaked and disguised in the good intentions of a 501c3, fellowship, benefit, poverty perpetuating philanthropy.

You not serious you poverty pimping, neo colonist,Iggy what’s her name look a likes.

You’re addicted to our oppression.

Sneaky pop culture fiends addicted to this America Life style.

Always using and consuming us. Wannabes  dressing, talking, walking, like us.

Living to jive, sing, and rap like us.

Stomping on us trying to prosper while proving your one of the good ones.

Moving into hoods raising prices, pushing us out.

Our homes collateral damage on your journey for identity.

Please do not ask me what I think white people should do about anything.

Cause if after living, studying, and benefiting from these systems for hundreds of years

you can’t quite seem to figure out how to undo it

or how to be accountable to interrupting it at all times

then you really don’t want to know.

If watching us get murdered in these streets again and again

hearing how they’re filling the jails like slave ships, and closing schools while quoting higher unemployment rates, hasn’t cause you to burn something by now!?

You not really trying to get down.

You just want me to give you fodder for Progressive debates.

An excuse to blame corporations and republicans or some soothing words…

 you know magical salve for the cancer eating at your soul, I mean white guilt.

Don’t ask me cause if you asking you probably already know.

Come on  lets be honest  you don’t  really want to do all that

why would you want to risk so much, for me ?

Why when you can find  comfortable job, school for you kids, and peaceful protests to attend from time to time, to relieve your anxieties.

Don’t ask me shit.

Don’t look my way with your silly questions.

Don’t confuse my calm demeanor with the face of your dream  token

or my presence at your racist ass institutions with diversity formulas to ease your mind.

Cause if you ask me I’m going to tell you to get on some John Brown type shit.

If watching us get murdered in these streets again and again with no consequence.

and if hearing how they’re filling the jails like slave ships, and closing schools while quoting higher unemployment rates

hasn’t cause you to burn something by now

you not really trying to get down.

Everyday Magic is She

Nurses are magical people

You think Sabrina

You think Tabitha

Naw

that’s funny?

That’s sexism

And no it ain’t even  Hawthorne

Aunt Tee

Grandma

Your big cousin

Sister Nicki

And Aunt Joyce

every day folk magic is she.

Not a twinkle of the nose or chat with a black cat

But “bay can you,”

“baby I love you but you knew what you were doing when you did that. “

Them nonchalant spitting wisdom flexing like a Master teacher

just keepin it real cause that’s all they know, magicians.

They know how to tell you and show

At the same damn time.

Womanly manly transcending wisdom

They know your feelings before you feel them

The embodiment of the remedy.

Prayer, love, truth, and wish less ness.

Vibrating with feelings so strong

So strong

it snaps you out your foolishness

Our healers, Our mothers, our prayer warriors,

Our Nurses are magical people

You think Sabrina

You think Tabitha

Naw

that’s funny?

That’s sexism

And no it ain’t Hawthorne either

Aunt Tee

Grandma

Your big cousin

Sister Nicki and  Aunt Joyce

Our mothers are amazing

the best nurses I’ve known

every day folk magic

Is she.

Not a twinkle of the nose or chat with a black cat

But a humming hymn,Warm hug, sock it to me cake, shot of gin, or sprinkle of holy oil when needed

When they said everything would be alright we believed it.

When they survived then loved  to tell their story

the healing we received it.

Our mothers are amazing

the best nurses I’ve known

in the shadow of their pain

through the power of their love

everyday magic are we.