Poetry Post: Broken Silence

*A work in progress.

I’d been wanting to share a post that I’d written regarding a very specific incident in my life. I wrote it in pen and could not bring myself to share it publicly. I tried again and this poem came out.

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Poetry Post 6: Unity Poem

We are a nation awoken by the indifference of an adversary 
The burden of corruption keeping our people deeply wary
We progress. We compromise.
but in the end WE all seem to face a demise.
Bullets… drugs… crime…
A number of issues that keep us behind
They attempt to hold us back
But we aim for the stars 
Reaching… Ascending… Achieving…
Intelligence on the rise in the minds of the young
The brutal loss of an election that certainly stung 
Revolution, revolution, revolution 
Working together to build a solution
Do not be afraid of what the future may hold.
We have endured much more than strong winter’s cold.
We are strong, ignited and empowered
We matter.
And our knowledge is power.
 
When will we realize we matter?
After another 48 hours of killings
Or when it’s known their pockets are getting fatter?
When will we realize we matter?
The chanting and the marching
Is a great start, but not enough for modern day slavery.
2016 lynchings hidden under labels of suicide
We matter, we matter
Oh yes we matter!
And we matter more and more as the madness intensifies.
 
Say his name
Say her name
Say your name
And know that you matter
We all matter
Without a hashtag.

The older I get the more I realize I am a strong black woman like Maya Angelou I rise. 
 
It seems like war going on right in front of our eyes, some days it seems like they want us to compromise. 
 
Compromise our dignity, compromise our way of living, compromise the way we speak for what we believe in. 

But no. We stand tall. We may fall but we will continue to fight on. 
 
Fight for justice. Fight for peace. Fight for what’s right in our communities. Fight for equality. 
 
We will rise. We will overcome. We will fight until the battle is won’. 

Standing up for rights. Standing up for those afraid to speak. Giving all we have, we chant, we just want to be free. Free of hurt, free of pain free of reliving what our ancestors had to bear. Free of seeing our brothers and sisters killed while having their hands in the air begging to have their life spared. 
 
We have never known justice, never known liberty and simply stand and fight for human rights that were taken from WE.
Tired of fighting the same transgressions and refuse to die in the same slavery our ancestors protested 
Refusing to compromise our quality of life to simply pacify a people with no conception of what’s right 
We will continue to awaken our own, continue to uncover crowns that our oppressors have stole
Enlisting melanated allies to fight for more, our aboriginal powers cannot be torn or taken away
After years of oppression we still shine bright as day, being feed by the sun, glowing and growing with every ray
And we will shout 
We will scream 
We will cling to our dynasties 
Never imagining that freedom bells were covered in love but blood 
An element of war 
The majesty of black lives will be restored
A Unity poem by
Auvonnie E. Alexander, LadiRev, Tailand Scott and Viola Constance

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What could of come of us

if we pushed through

you owning up to your flaws

and the parts you play as the cause

if I managed my temper and tone

and used my words more wisely

Instead of playing the blame game

instead of pointing fingers

oh what would we be

without all of our past heart aches

and pain

without our bondages to others

without many pestering negative thoughts

could we be without

one another

no more you and I…

 

– Viola Constance