Blackgirl

She had the strength of her ancestors Force field of those who have come before Brave, powerful women who broke glass ceilings for me to be here Gone above and beyond what was expected Proven that our bodies belong to us Refused to be pegged down They stand here with me, leading me through open doors Their words and actions reverberating my marrows Filling my blood with endorphins My mothers are here They circle me, the bond unbroken Hearkening to their voices, channeling this rage This pain, the bruises and scraped knees from begging Slumped shoulders from the weight of patriarchy It is time to rise to use this pain to fight Fighting for all that I will be For me and those to come The strength of my mothers who fought  for I will wage war So that my sisters coming do not have to I will scream, Blood and bodies may lay To cleanse tomorrow The freedom of the personhood of my...

This piece is dear to my heart because it was inspired by someone close to my heart. This is me saying “ YOU WILL BE FINE”  and “ YOU WILL COME OUT ON TOP”  Stay strong. Left alone, No home No place where the heart belongs Foundation's in two separate places Each trying to form a new root Now you’re stuck in the center With no firm balance Swaying left and right Struggling for nutrients No one looks back To see if you made it Barely holding on But yet thriving and striving Looking out for the sun To help you up So you can look back And sigh in relief and joyfulness With your now firm root and strong foundation That’s all yours