9/18/2021 0 Comments I Am CryingThis poem is dedicated to the students of the Panther Anti-Racist Union (PARU) of Central York High School (especially Edha, Christina, Olivia, and Renee) for their justified fight against the Central York School Board's horrific ban on materials written by and about BIPOC, LGBTQIA+, and other marginalized people. Stand firm and remain undaunted! If you want to follow their struggle or donate to their cause, click HERE. I Am Crying
I am crying. And I am not a crier. I am crying as I write this because I have been strong for too long. That’s what tears are, a sign that you have been strong and carried a burden for too long. But they are also an affirmation to my soul that I intend to keep carrying that load as long as it takes. I feel like I am suffocating under a weight, but I am fire and I dare anyone to snuff me out. I am crying If you mistake this for weakness Proceed at your own risk I can’t run because I am too fierce, and I don’t walk well infirmities have taken my knees, but I can scream… loudly I scream I will make the universe hear my voice and see me, maybe even judge me, but I fear no judgment for as I stand before the Eye of that which is greater than myself, I know that I have been A good and faithful servant My voice has been heard in the wind. My sacrifice witnessed by the stars. My heart has trembled to the chords of angels who came to console me in my hour of need. As I reach for my sword and shield I am crying I know the stakes and the sacrifice But I also know It is the difficulty of a stance that makes it matter I am crying but...I will not deviate from my course!
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AuthorPatricia A. Jackson is a writer, rider, educator, mentor, and hopeless romantic, who lives by the motto: "Live for what you believe; believe in what you love." Archives
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