I’m trying to rise
Head on pillow
Pillow of problems
Pillow and head working to solve them
I’m trying to rise
Sun in sky says while he fights
Because even up above
God is struggling to see the light
I try to realize
The prejudice of the uptight
Is the burden within
An abundance of rights
I hate when I find
That ignorance is bliss
Between the lips
Of a cold white kiss
Our fists slow the stride
Of knees that collide
On skin, neck, and field
We must shatter their shield
Bring new understanding
We have to demand it
The orange tint has damned it
Terrified the next four won’t fit
I’m scared that I’m sinking
I don’t know your pain
I don’t slow atop concrete
Questioning my fate
I’m scared that we’re falling
And all we feel is numb
We’re falling so fast
We can’t even run
From hatred of everything and everyone.
Heal my shame
Heal the hate
It’s okay to cry
To mend the heartache
Pray for the lives
That can only return
Through the words
Of the angry, the tortured, the determined
We’re trying to rise
With the voice of Black Lives
But it takes time to fix
Centuries of crime
I’m trying to rise
Please accept my apology
I love you for you
Regardless of color and history
God sees all;
We all see your beauty.
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