5/10/2023 0 Comments Alexander kwame![]() ![]() I rush past the jeering white boys that say I brought corona to America. ![]() ![]() I see the punch, punch, punch of a community at war. I cannot hide This skin This hair These eyes. it's not the weather or the virus - the day is beautiful Today I'm frozen Terrified. Today I feel we need more than conversation Let us take more than a moment of silence Let us find our humanity Let us remember Let us take action Today I hesitate for the first time, I wonder if I should stay home and not walk the neighborhood. I want the attacks to be called what they are: Terrorism. Today we mourn I cry and pray for the world. On the radio, news of greater challenges Challenges that require more than I can handle alone An Asian-American died because of hate. Today, I ache I lay in the pre-dawn Moonshadows on my window blinds Contented kittens purring at my side. Today, I wake up tired a tiredness that plagues me soft grey hues, contrasting over a grieving landscape, filled with many frigid hearts. ![]()
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