-A king is someone sitting up all night–
shotgun in his lap–waiting for headlights.
-A boss is he that trades slumber and never blinks,
remaining cool with his family’s safety at the brink.
-A true soldier is one that knows when not to shoot.
-This is why they marched the street peacefully, without the combat boots.
-They saw their dads, moms, brothers, and wives among,
those who were raped, sprayed, roasted or hung.
-Warriors are not shaken by the depths of horror.
-Through chaos and suffering,
they remained the solid rocks of order.
-When others caved, accepting what was,
they were spit upon and stained, with food, for the cause.
-The real queen sat still, when a giant ordered her to depart.
-The size of his hate couldn’t match the love in her heart.
-Are you a diva? Hold hands with your man as he sheds blood.
-Feel the water hose with him, and be flung to the mud.
-She led them away from the life of a slave.
-She wasn’t glitzy, prideful, conceited or flashy. But, a glorious road she did pave.
-I will never undermine anyone’s modern-day success.
-But, you can never convince me to love you strictly off your desire to impress.
-If you do great actions solely for praise,
you’ve truly been birthed toxic haze.
-It’s about how much you give back to the world and how many you’ve empowered.
-You see a giant in the mirror, but you’re truly a coward.
-Kings and queens shed noble blood to make things right.
-They suffered for blacks as equally, as they did for whites.
-They were slaughtered so that you’d learn not to judge.
-They shattered hatred so that you may not ever hold a grudge.
-So, the next time you want to throne yourself, show some respect,
to your ethnicity’s history you shy away from and neglect.
-Actors, models, singers, or rappers, couldn’t care less if I died, and my face they’d quickly forget.
-Instead, I honor those that gave their lives for me, even though we never once met.
This piece was featured in my published anthology, “Product of the Storm.“