Hello friends!
standing on resilient shoulders. - a poem for black history month
Nation to nation
Culture to culture
All joined and united
By the resiliency of our skin
From verbal attacks
to the police’s unjust and brutal combat
the battles we face
simply because of our race
others cannot begin to comprehend
the trauma and hurt that suspends
like an expanse of thick smog up above
overwhelms and consumes
yet we are expected to let go and rise free like a dove?
it is said that a new dawn has risen
a new day has come
yet the news and horrific stories rain down
eroding the facade
and makes our people feel numb
black brothers and sisters
It’s okay to feel worn down and tired
this doesn’t make you weak
this is not waving the white flag
as if you are admitting defeat
times are hard
and the load is a lot to sustain
feel free to lean on others
for you should not be the only one to carry your pain
all I can do is encourage
keep doing the best you can
and this goes for everyone:
raise your voice, and take a stand
this journey to equity
is not on the shoulders of black people alone
vocalization and effective support from all people
From day to day should be shown
so be supportive,
advocate for your black peers,
and use your privilege today
for those before us did not fight this hard, for it to all be torn away