Will I be brave enough to
Read a black poem in front of the audience?
Will I get death threats after readin it?
Will I be told not to speak it out loud ever again?
Cos it would make certain people feel unease….
I thought about it
I mean I post my black poems online
And people love it, just a few
Since I’m invited to an open mic
It’s a free space to open our souls
Especially what’s goin on right now….
I want people to think,
I want people to carry a message when they’re off somewhere
After a poetry event…
I want people to sit with a feelin,
Look in the mirror and study…..
As a black woman in a wheelchair
I watch
I observe
I do my best to understand…
If I say somethin offensive
Would I be able to handle it in person?
In the video?
I’m not speakin about criticism…
I’m speakin of I didn’t see color judgments
Those types of i hate the woke…..
I’m not sure but I’m thinkin about usin
My voice
My heart
I’m not an activist
I’m speakin up for black people
I advocate for their humanness…
Recently my people haven’t been treated
Well…actually my people haven’t been treated
Well at all
If you know their stories….
Cos of the system….systematic racism
That has been around for years….
Will I be interruptin by someone if I spew
Facts? If I put truth directin in crowded eyes?
Will I cry suddenly thinkin it was a mistake?
Will i be cancel on the spot?
I don’t know….
I don’t even know…
If I’m so brave enough to speak
What’s real and there’s no excuse?
Will I be brave enough to say white people?
White folks?
White supremacy?
If I place my black poem on the mic
And say we live in a different world
If I’m ready
Cos there are so many people
Who has an issue defendin black folks
We can’t even talk about racism…
Without difficult discussions
Arguments….
I wanna be bold
Unapologetically
Fierce
Makin spines quiver with fear
Cos there are certain people
Who doesn’t like strong
Weak is their favorite…
I don’t wanna be a coward….
I wanna say what’s real
What’s matter
I don’t wanna be punished for
Doin the right thing….
For sayin truth….
I never want to worry About
Feelings just cos
I said what I said….
I do mean it…
I won’t say sorry…
Whether
It’s appropriate
Or not….
Do I have a backbone cos
I’m not tryin to hear
Martin Luther King jr?
I don’t want my mind to change
Cos you have a discomfort zone
Settlin upon your bones..
All I want from the audience
Is to take the message with you
When you sign off
When you pick up your groceries
When you take care of your babies
I’m brave and bold and unapologetically
Enough to get on the mic
And black people are humans
Just like everyone else..
We’re humans
But the world says we’re not…
I think America says
We’re three fifth…
It tells us all the time
Yet we’re the original people
On the planet….
You know it’s dead wrong….
It’s always been dead wrong….
We’re humans
I’m bold enough to say that…
To say black people are humans, too
Again, am I goin to get canceled?
Would you skip me?
Would you mute me?
Would you shut me up?
Even if you don’t know me
💯✊🏿©️ Kai C. 9-16-25
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