Black Boy

Black Boy

Black Boy

A Juneteenth Poem by Shalisha Cook

 

He was told "Boy, you only as good as Ya talents. Black boys eat, sleep, and breathe sports. We ain't got time to be foolin' with the white man's fencin'. "

Lookin' in his father eyes, This black boy read between the lines.                                                    He vowed to redefine what it meant to be Black and a boy.

For in his soul there lay a fire,                                                                                         Uncontrollably seeping through his pores,                                                                              Cracking his bronze skin                                                                                                               Telling him that Internal destruction heals no one.

So, embrace your flames, like you embrace your pain.

Black boy,                                                                                                                                   Member when momma said,  "Boys don't cry. They grow strong and protect they home."

At first you flipped a switch and donned Captain America attire                                                    Yet you emerged shrouded in gold saying, "I am a male and I feel. "

Bravely, you embraced fear and reminded yourself that inheritance granted you plenty.

Open Ya eyes in that mirror black boy,                                                                                               Be in awe at them wings

Let that poetic melody empower Ya flight cause you don't have to write raw to be a King.

 


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