We Who Cry

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The prompt for February 9th was to use Enya’s song “Only Time” for inspiration. I wrote a double Golden Shovel poem using these two lines: Who can say where the road goes/Who can say why your heart sighs.

We Who Cry

Who understands black agony? Who

can heal generational oppression? Who can

say our lives matter, but also say

why teach truth in schools? Where

your histories and lies combust like the

heart of our ancestors bloodshed on the road.

Sighs and cries wherever our blackness goes.

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