Call for a Voice


Call for a voice given to me by God.

Crafted by my ancestors to bring

to me the perfect peace.

A tree deeply rooted inside of me,

guided through generations of a family.

Woven by the hands of my grandmother,

divine passion ignited by strife.

A voice that cracks open bodies

and unearths such holy things.

Shout aloud for freedom

and take wing. 

Know that brown bodies

have futures.

Plans to create

and not destroy.

Call for a voice

no longer unheard.

Shout for a joy

the heart has yearned.