Some of the greatest clay that ever molded a man
Finally cracked when Ali passed away
The impact of his life silenced us just long enough
For his shadow to cast long doubts on our role models
As we stood in the crater of a fearlessly imperfect black muslim man
We remembered love
But we weren’t there long
The deafening pulse of terror blew out our eardrums
A haunting metronome of the world on edge rang out on two shores
Beating and building pressure behind our eyes forcing them wide open
As we stood in blood under palm trees looking for rainbows
We remembered hate
Then Jessie stood up and reminded us of magic
As the greatest colonial power in history pulled off its own disappearing act
The irony of desired sovereignty looks a couple hundred years too late
You didn’t let anyone in Africa vote to leave you in 1710 did’ya mate?
Meanwhile america salivates over Trump like its been a 200 year wait
As we sit here typing hashtags with new names and new cities and new states
We’re reminded to remember hate
But these last three days are too much for me
Im gonna have to come back to this after some of this anger seeps out of me
Words are very powerful and I know my responsibility
That’s why its taken some time for me to get the disgust off my fingers to even touch these keys.
I don’t have the words or the acumen to articulate it all
Its the 4th stanza and I’ve given up on being clever, format, punctuation and all
I feel guilty in this chair writing words knowing I’m blessed
While in one week fourteen men have bullets in their chest
Seven people died but this NBA free agency is live
Two because of their skin and five because of the badge on their chest
And so many people are hurting I could go on forever
Sometimes putting paint on canvas feels pointless
and all these words I just put together can’t fix any of this, not now or ever
And I wonder if I should even post this, whatever.
Pay attention to this collection of recent events and you’ll start to see the hidden intention
The people need a champion but we’re knocking each other out.
I only know one thing.
Go head grip up clip up get up and gather all the hate you want
All of it will always lose to Love. Promise you that.
My heart is so heavy for everyone. I am truly so sorry.