Wednesday, April 8, 2015

I Live In Darkness

I live in Darkness
I have become comfortable here
Long ago my soul submitted to the dark recesses of my mind
And whenever the light shines
And I attempt to grasp a glimpse of Hope
The Darkness pulls me back into its choke . . .
I can't breathe
Suffocated by Despair and Desperation
Like Eric Garner on an NYC sidewalk
Snuffed out before I can taste the Rainbow
Like Trayvon in Florida
Shot down for standing up
Like Oscar Grant on that BART platform
Black Lives Matter
But what of my Black soul?
Does it matter?
Or is it just an oily stain
On the Fresh White Fabric of the American consciousness ?
Don't believe me?
Let the news tell it
Let the Preachers Preach it
And let every eye see
For themselves just what we are
We are
Born with a purpose and created by God
Made in HIS image
The Original Man
We are
Chained and Exploited
Jump high, Run fast
But don't you Read that Book
We are
Beaten, Whipped, and Chained
In the name of a Triune God
Under the Yoke like Jeremiah
Suffering like Job
Crucified but NOT buried
Never Resurrected
3 years, 3 decades
Maybe 3 centuries.