A few weeks ago, a friend of mine asked me to be a part of a Unity poem with other women and men expressing our feelings about the world and more so being an African American in it. It was an honor to come together with these talented individuals and write. To bring all of our feelings/thoughts together and become one. I hope you all enjoy. WE hope you all enjoy.
We are a nation awoken by the indifference of an adversary
The burden of corruption keeping our people deeply wary
We progress. We compromise.
but in the end WE all seem to face a demise.
Bullets… drugs… crime…
A number of issues that keep us behind
They attempt to hold us back
But we aim for the stars
Reaching… Ascending… Achieving…
Intelligence on the rise in the minds of the young
The brutal loss of an election that certainly stung
Revolution, revolution, revolution
Working together to build a solution
Do not be afraid of what the future may hold.
We have endured much more than strong winter’s cold.
We are strong, ignited and empowered
And our knowledge is power.
When will we realize we matter?
After another 48 hours of killings
Or when it’s known their pockets are getting fatter?
When will we realize we matter?
The chanting and the marching
Is a great start, but not enough for modern day slavery.
2016 lynchings hidden under labels of suicide
We matter, we matter
Oh yes we matter!
And we matter more and more as the madness intensifies.
Say his name
Say her name
Say your name
And know that you matter
We all matter
Without a hashtag.
The older I get the more I realize I am a strong black woman like Maya Angelou I rise.
It seems like war going on right in front of our eyes, some days it seems like they want us to compromise.
Compromise our dignity, compromise our way of living, compromise the way we speak for what we believe in.
But no. We stand tall. We may fall but we will continue to fight on.
Fight for justice. Fight for peace. Fight for what’s right in our communities. Fight for equality.
We will rise. We will overcome. We will fight until the battle is won’.
Standing up for rights. Standing up for those afraid to speak. Giving all we have, we chant, we just want to be free. Free of hurt, free of pain free of reliving what our ancestors had to bear. Free of seeing our brothers and sisters killed while having their hands in the air begging to have their life spared.
We have never known justice, never known liberty and simply stand and fight for human rights that were taken from WE.
Tired of fighting the same transgressions and refuse to die in the same slavery our ancestors protested
Refusing to compromise our quality of life to simply pacify a people with no conception of what’s right
We will continue to awaken our own, continue to uncover crowns that our oppressors have stole
Enlisting melanated allies to fight for more, our aboriginal powers cannot be torn or taken away
After years of oppression we still shine bright as day, being feed by the sun, glowing and growing with every ray
And we will shout
We will scream
We will cling to our dynasties
Never imagining that freedom bells were covered in love but blood
An element of war
The majesty of black lives will be restored.
A Unity poem by
Auvonnie E. Alexander, LadiRev, Tailand Scott and Viola Constance