Innocence and ingenuity a double consciousness of the self” to be good and colored is to be provoked-powerful and powerless in the same passing breath. Like the air I’m breathing is so high, standing at the mercy of the auction block,
” bringing out your dead, you son of a preacher!”
that is the hunting growing in the Americas’ schoolyard
that is the devastation rotting in a message on Sunday Morning
that is the dead blackbird in a second-grade locker
that is a pipeline from school to prison
that is a massive, shooting dying to be dead
living to be dead
that is to pray…
God I know this is the next fire time
God I know, there is a rainbow to follow
God, I want to know good, not happily ever after
God I want to know the sweet bye and bye
God, may we live the- good life
and die happy
full of old age. kindness sis Krissy
Krissy, this rivals anything the poets of the Harlem Renaissance ever penned. It is a hot knife of truth. It belongs in anthologies. How are you not famous????
cracking up,(lol) I should be asking you that. Happy Weekend 😊😊
It is words like these that ease the grief and offer comfort after Toni Morrison’s passing.
thank you for saying this…. truly hits home