Sweet Carolina Poems

Are we ready?

Are we ready to loose the chains of white supremacy that have bound Black folks and prevented us from reaching our greatest potential?
Are we ready to topple, desecrate and destroy every idol, statue and name inscribed that caused harm to black folks?
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Sometimes;
I have to catch myself,
from looking to hard,
ya know it's not polite
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Tonight my voice sounds like pain, low thunder and asphalt being hit by rain.

I can feel the quiver as I shiver from being forced to respond,
'I'm sorry'
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Bike

I love you like the first time I fell off my bike. See, this bike was to big for me because it was believed I would grow into it. That's what mama said. See, sometimes I would go to fast and it seemed it wouldn't last and the handlebars would shake and wobble but I would just hold on tight. And somehow it would go steady. But it wasn't until the first time I fell off my bike that I realized how much I loved it and how I didn't respect it how I wasn't ready.
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I believe you can fall outta love just as fast you fell in.

It's like your heart can be rewinded to where nothing begin
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Fireworks And Guns
Or
a poem for the "Brooklyn Day Mass Shooting"
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A Mountain High

Upon A Mountain High, we find our stride,
In Valleys Low, love and reassurance reside.
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Name
a Poem About Incarceration

I thought of you being there when you were here
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A Poem for my Sister

As children we would dance together,
Playing outside with the Carolina sun glowing upon us
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Earth Debt

The day does not belong to us,
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