watching freedom writers
watching the world i live in
my mother used to say:
“bullets don’t got no name on them”
what they had:
careless, relentless aim
as i got older
bullets held more significance
then the life it hit
bullets
a metal projectile
that projects
fear, hate, narcissism
a (man] made machine
to destroy man, children, women
bullets replace lives
BLACK lives that are significant
carry dignity
and a warm innocence that speaks to what the world needs most
by a Black woman whose life definitely matters
