playtime in the park
a wooden bench as his seat
ohio chill at his throat
snow covers his feet
...
it was, flag sway high
now its, a president's lie
it was, don't breathe you die
now its, breathe you die
...
I've been alive over forty years, and I don't think I've truly lived a single day. I'm not an adventurer outside my head. I've always rather have been the student than teacher, and this is not because those who teach are often the most disrespected and unappreciated beings on earth, but because learning makes feel empowered. I think Wisdom is the most needed thing under God, and Time is the most desired. I am an introvert that can easily disguise herself as the opposite in public spaces, but only for short periods of time. Selfish people bother me to no end. Selfless people worry me to no end. I'm not a mother. I'm not a wife. I sense to breathe solely in your purpose is the only way to live. So, as I give life only to words, I pray that I live through them in this life and the next.)
Boy In The Park (For Tamir Rice)
playtime in the park
a wooden bench as his seat
ohio chill at his throat
snow covers his feet
toy gun in his hand
pointing at the street
just a twelve year old kid
unaware of what's to be
he didn't hear the call
say he was likely a boy
he didn't hear the call
say his gun was likely a toy
all he saw was mr. anxious and his man
drive up ready to fire at a black boy-quick
and in seconds the world heard POW
and that was it