Day 4: Maya

And still you rise

Phenomenally

Beyond the bars of compromise,

Perfecting womanhood in one black body.

Trailing the flames of withering injustice

You have arrived on a verse of one million realities.

Like the verdict to a racist world,

Thru the voice of the printed word.

You have initiated a poetic odyssey;

Planted a seed in the soil of a young mind.

You are the raceless nation's oracle of prophecy

I hope to meet in that big ghetto in the sky.

Akpan