Claudette Colvin.
If you feel a pulse
Hold your cards close to your chest
Don’t lose those found souls
Names under arrest.
Recall the sons and daughters
Warm smiles, big hearts
Sent to the slaughter
It’s torn families apart
Change is the constant
Should be a given
You need signs to be ardent?
How’ve you been living?
News cycle bias
Reparations can’t repair
Color’s no virus.
Damages aren’t fair
I’ll never know what Hell wrath
Can’t say I relate.
Can’t speak on behalf
I’m spic but I’ll speculate
Hate to admit so.
Ignorant and proud
Don’t know Jim Crow from Lizzo
My support’s still loud
Apropos of smarts
Not enough to watch Spike Lee
Mind with open hearts
Promote harmony
MLK before Jr.
Acta non verba
Broaden your future
Like Claudette before Rosa
“Sin miedo” nation
Don’t hashtag fodder
Nope to appropriation
Carver nut butter
So Let Me Ask You,
What’s the matter with black lives?
They’ve been human too