I’ll Be Okay Tomorrow, but Today, Let Me Be

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andy hard. Perhaps a plastic lump If you pressed hard, it would give But would not leave an indent It moves Sometimes in my throat Then down to my chest No, it does not hurt as it moves Its uncomfortable I can’t sleep I can’t read I can’t write I just want to forget It makes me want to burn something I want to hate My heart so full of pain That leaves my belly empty a sinking hollow pit I am shaken no, disturbed disconcerted restless I do not try to understand I can’t It hurts bad, so bad. Do you understand that it hurts? I try to believe that all lives matter But if you ask

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ed me to call vengeance down I’ll call it down on: a white policeman that knelt on a man white police officers that killed a woman in her bed white men that killed a jogger white woman that accused a man in a park falsely I am trying to understand this lump that constricts me that threatens my own values I want this pain to remain lest I forget and life goes on I want this pain to leave The helplessness I feel dehumanises me I’ll be okay tomorrow Today, I’ll curl up and cry Please let me be I am black and one day I may be killed for the colour of my skin.</p></article></body>

A lament for my black life

It’s a lump of stone Not enormous Somewhat between medium and medium large Not soft like floss But not candy hard. Perhaps a plastic lump If you pressed hard, it would give But would not leave an indent It moves Sometimes in my throat Then down to my chest No, it does not hurt as it moves Its uncomfortable I can’t sleep I can’t read I can’t write I just want to forget It makes me want to burn something I want to hate My heart so full of pain That leaves my belly empty a sinking hollow pit I am shaken no, disturbed disconcerted restless I do not try to understand I can’t It hurts bad, so bad. Do you understand that it hurts? I try to believe that all lives matter But if you asked me to call vengeance down I’ll call it down on: a white policeman that knelt on a man white police officers that killed a woman in her bed white men that killed a jogger white woman that accused a man in a park falsely I am trying to understand this lump that constricts me that threatens my own values I want this pain to remain lest I forget and life goes on I want this pain to leave The helplessness I feel dehumanises me I’ll be okay tomorrow Today, I’ll curl up and cry Please let me be I am black and one day I may be killed for the colour of my skin.