03/13

Breonna Taylor was shot dead by cops
while sleeping in her boyfriend's home
 during a botched police raid. No police
 officer was convicted for her death.
Photo Courtesy: @Berniceking (Twitter)

Taylor

My verse for Breonna,

Weave it on a tapestry of valor

This scene be like the setting of a thriller,

A real-life nightmare on the rocks,

Cops come creeping all up your block

Yous in there sleeping but still get slugged.

No conviction for the killer in the cops

And the system that endorse the corpse

They shoot and shrug it under a copse

Of their flawed laws.

But louder than shots

In the still of the night

Is the voice of my words:

Now's the time to get it right,

Now's the time to hit the lights.

Come, take out the logs

From your moral eyes

And see the desolation

Your denial did device;

This is a stand

For the race of man,

A fight for justice for Breonna,

Because black lives matter.

And if somebody mutters,

'Is he for real?

That brother he just dreaming.'

Tell 'em 'Please, don't wake him up.'

Cause I won't stop

Till I get to the mountaintop.

Akpan

Moment-A-Real-Ly

Courtesy: Twitter

I'll have this moment.

I live in servitude to this moment,

My exhales, my dreams, its figments.

Remove this moment and this life is torment. 

I'll take every adversity as compliment

And each cuss as a positive comment.

And yeah, I'll battle a flood of ailment

Just to get paid with an overflow of this moment. 

I stand on the ledge

Of a pal​i​sade but I got an edge;

The gift of this moment.

All the stages of my becoming;

The dregs of my unbecoming

Assumed maturity as a state of being

And exploded into this

Full-blown special thing:

A capsule of panoramic fluidity.

Forever, I'm into this moment

Like the mountain is to Mahomet.

Akpan