April’s Dream/Reality

We marched off to claim our rights
under the orange glow of burning crosses
and fell under batons and hatred,
bloodied and tired of the spit and venom
and only rose to our knees,
for a better land,
still heads taller than the red faced
men calling us commies and niggers
telling us to crawl back into the hell from
which we came…

Where did we come from?

A land of lies and nightmares
an aspirational illusion saluting
a dream weaved into stars and stripes
where you killed our heroes
Shit, if you wanna fight the power don’t have a first
name that starts with ”M” I guess

Some dream, huh?

What? Was I supposed to just wake up
and say, “Okay, you elected a darky for president
and it’s all better now cause klan ain’t lynching us these days,


Been woke since Emmett Till in ’55
Big sleep will be the only thing stopping
me from calling out America’s bullshit.
You can kill one dreamer, but there are
entirely too many of us left. And we still believe it can be so much





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