we
we are
we are broke
we are brok(en)
we are brok(en) america
shattered by status
into slivers of class
then gathered like chattel
into houses of glass
we
we are
we are broke
we are brok(en)
we are brok(en) america
splintered by hue
into separate milieus
yet only a few
are afforded the view
we
we are
we are broke
we are brok(en)
we are brok(en) america
dismembered by religion
into headless congregations
scared into believing
in invading other nations
we
we are
we are broke
we are brok(en)
we are brok(en) America
contusions disguised
in a coat of confusion
but it can’t conceal
our scars of delusion
we
we are
we are broke
we are brok(en)
we are brok(en) America
diversity turned into
reason to open
the wounds
of an america broken
Nikki, now I see what rapper Foxy Brown meant when she said, "Fifteen percent would make the whole world sit up...and take notice."
ReplyDeleteYou have mad skills.
Agreeing with Don...that was SERIOUS, Nikki!
ReplyDeleteNikki, hand clap and all that girl! That was deep and so relevant!
ReplyDeleteoh wow, this poem was powerful:)
ReplyDeleteI keep saying that I envy Poets and this poem is EXACTLY why!! Dang girl! That is deep, how the hell do you do it?!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely on the mark!
ReplyDeleteDang, I was ready to give Saadia some props on this until I scrolled down and saw Nikki bringing the joint. You just lighting it up in this piece.
ReplyDeleteMs. Nikki, Have we expressed to you how honored we are that you are choosing to share your many creative sides here at our place? This is a powerfully political piece.
ReplyDeleteLady Nikki,
ReplyDeleteyou handled it on this...I love your VOICE...
angelia
Nice!!
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