Love is…

A mothers love that

leaves her gray at thirty-five

A fathers love that 

leaves his pockets empty

A sisters love that 

leaves her without a childhood of her own

A brothers love that

sends him to work before his adolescence 

A friends love that

keeps her feelings inside

Love is…

A revolutionary leaders restless life

A teachers devotion 

A charismatic leaders death

LOVE IS A SACRIFICE!

What is this thing called black?

And where the hell is blackland?

And what is black culture?

Is black a state of mind? 

Or a state of being?

And who the hell has the right to take away my identity and call me black?

Is black positive?

Or is black negative?

What is this thing called black?

And where the hell is blackland?

In black my kinky hair?

Or is black my processed hair?

What is this thing called black?

Is black a reaction to white?

Or is black a part of white?

What is this thing called black?

And what the hell is white anyways?

What is life and what role do I play?

Life is like a broadway play without a dress rehearsal

            chaotic

            confusing

The critics are always there to let you know what a mess you’ve made of things

While offering no solutions

Period

            Point

                        Blank