Ebb and Flow

Kennita Ballard

We need to open our eyes

Then open them wider than that

We do not get the privilege

To simply

Be

Black

Flesh weeps

And puddles underneath as
A heritage
A culture
Pulse through red tape bandages
And statistic shaped scabs
No we do not get the privilege of
Simply being
Because if we were left to be
This would not be an issue
Everything I do does not affect me
But everything I do effects
A we
But we are recognized as a unit
When there is blood and where there are fools
We are punished as a unit
We all bear this whipping of history

Our selves vibrate
Together
But in polyrhythmic sound

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