Hear Me

I held a metaphoric gun to his head
Loaded with bullets of truth
My finger on the trigger and itching to squeeze...
He looked me in the eye...
I looked back... back without blinking
He said "please" spare me..
My hand steady and my words spoken clearly...
I said to him...
You're going to hear me...
He "begged" me...
"Please don't hurt me"...
My anger grew intensely.
What about the plea of Tray saying "Stop following me."
Mike saying "I don't have a gun."
Eric claiming he "can't breathe."
Oscar unarmed, screaming "you shot me."
Did you listen to their cries of mercy?
You're going to hear me...
We scream no justice no peace
We march
we organize
And yet still we die by those sworn to protect us
But their just another set of the Klu Klux Klan with badges in hand...
We're tired...
We're tired of these drawn out trials and these officers still not being fired...
Tired of the parents burying their sons and daughters due to police slaughter....
You're going to hear me...
I...
No.
We stand not for just the few, but the many..
For the weak and weary
For the deaf and the blind
For the misunderstood because of their mental minds
We stand because of our skin
Because it's our right
Because it's our blessing and yet your burden
Because we are God's creation, not his abomination...
Because we deserve to LIVE...
I pulled the trigger to the gun of truth
And let the bullets rip through the flesh of ignorance...
Penetrate through his skull of naiveness
And puncture his emotions...
Then I left his body brittle...
I left his mind numb...
I metaphorically held a gun to his head
I shot my truth
Now I'm on the run from Amerikkka...
But at least I know he heard me...
Lady R © 2015

Escape

Dedicated to Domestic Violence Month

Escape

You came into my life when I had nothing...
When I thought I was nothing...
When the nothingness consumed me...
You told me I was one of the most beautiful creatures you've ever seen...
When I was down...
You became my foundation...
My strength..
My backbone...
And although you did a lot of things I didn't condone...
But I want you anyway....
I remember the days where your good outweighed my bad...
Just seeing you..
Made my heart glad..
Made my soul smile...
And made my spirit fly...
I decided to put up with all the lies...
Because I thought...
Well I thought you would change
If I changed some of my "nagging" ways...
You didn't though...
But I want you anyway...
I saw the change in you...
Not for the better, but for the worse...
The first time you raised your hand to me
And left a hand print on my face..
Moments later you apologized...
Said it wouldn't happen again..
I believed you...
Maybe you were just having a bad day?
So I stayed...
Because I want you anyway...
No amount of make-up can cover these bruises..
No amount of soaking in a tub can ease this pain...
I'm not just physically broken...
My body is damaged...
My soul is dying...
My spirit is crying...
With every broken promise of you'd never hit me again...
I want to reach out...
But I can't...
You came into my life when I had nothing...
Beat me like I was nothing...
Until one day..
I became nothing...
It was too late for me to escape...

Lady R © 2015