Tick Tick…

A fire this time… will burn white hot

Talking with it the rancor and malevolence… the stench of animus

Melting the chains that remain… emancipating

Boiling over steamy hot, the Negro problem is really status quo

We seek change over revenge

God Willing

Change that will douse the inferno that enkindles Amerika’s soul

Stepping out from under the umbra

Scream to shout, Black lives do matter, don’t they

A fire that illuminates

Revel in your Blackness

Recall your glory

Our shoulders are heavy with this Amerika

“Go on brush your shoulders off”



Written by Spencer Harper
Photographer, writer, truth seeker Profile

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