My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
I am not afraid because you say I do not exist I will not question my own faith or hide in the shadows of your looming weapon of destruction...on the contrary- If to you, I do not exist, you can never destroy me If I am the water slipping through your fingers you can never drink me, drown me;or use …
We walked over the bridge together Symbolic We held hands I could feel the pulse In-sync There were posters banners Handwritten messages The sentiment One and the same The drum beat Kept us unitedAllies Shared around the countryEvery cityEvery communityEvery state#OurBodyOurChoice#BansOffOurBodiesI thought about my grandmother, JennieSuffragetteI thought about my mother, DorothyCivil RightsMy sister, Jenny myself …
It's the turning of a key in a lock already broken The shattering of windows blown out glass Family photographs and baby dolls Blood seeps between the cracks of linoleum floors Layers of life like the traditional honey cakeReminders of how fragile independence can beLingering to the east a sentiment to destroy Off in the distance …
Slightest turn of the other cheekone side acknowledges the otherin the midst of tragedyAnd as we parade into a house of worshipwearing our Sunday best,sirens blare in the distanceA police presence is feltand it is comforting at timesDifferent from the tender touchof a lovers hand leading the wayto a safer place of ease,a safer place …
Red white and blue Shimmering lights flash Sound blaring local news International twist Internal grind gnawing away At our sense of humanity We may have lost the battle - but we have not lost the war There is always time to shift gears Focus on and revise the plan From head to heart And heart …
Do we wait and listen or do we take immediate action? response or distraction left right shuffle...do we hear the cries see the blood soaked streets with a reality that really touches us to the core? Or do we detract and ignore? Every day here or there we hear the gun shots we feel forsaken …
White rose petals fall, finger tip pin prick red blood flows under her majesty's blue sky And the sound of a collective heart beat penetrates the soul; a country that has never scratched the surface of the ground it walks; the land it stole A country that doesn't know - what it doesn't know and …
....thinking back don't give a damn about so many things that used to be paramount to this vehicle this lump of flesh and bone saltwater draw like a fish I could jump in leap of faith no wings of better angels fluttering in the perfection of a sea breeze just the magnification of gills lung-esk …
Mr. Eric Garner: I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe I can’t breathe. 2014 Staten Island NYC police undercover headlock chokehold face down sidewalk compression of the neck compression of the chest …
Trilby Yates 