Here is my poetry for the day. No filter, no stopping, just a free form poem.
Flight
I flew
Out of my body
Without a destination
And I was able to see me
A black man
Big eyes
Big lips
Balding
Wearing jeans that sagged
And a red shirt
Must be affiliated
Why is he so hostile
Scares white people
Is that what they see?
I flew
Back into my body
And I was able to feel
A black man
Sees hurt
Speaks out on issues
Hair rubbed thin from worrying about kids
Wearing jeans that are too big because he lost weight
But can’t afford to buy new ones because he spends all of his money
On
Weed?
Guns?
Alcohol?
Spends all of his money on his youth basketball teams.
One of the good ones?
Just one of many.