There is a Light...

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There is a Light that Dances on a Thousand Graces

Marred in Spaces

Reserved Specifically to Notice Pain

But We Didn't Notice, Did We?

The Radiance of Peripheral

Placed Inside Ciphered Miracles

Rewritten Under the Cover of Darkness

We were Awakened to Our Father's Necks Hardened

Underneath Grey Oaks

Stored Just Below Cheap General Store Rope

I Supposed Their Ghost

Lives Within the Oxygen They Gave Off Regardless

You Beat Me Then Breathe Me...

You Beat Me Then Breathe Me

While I Remain Blind to the Bleeding

Social Distancing won't Find Us Forgetting

Police Can Kill Us in Our Homes

Just Being Black and Breathing

Reality Must Never Endeavor Subjects of Compromise

No Matter How Fleeting

Freedom is Priceless

Synonomously Like Life is

Yet, We are Wisest

Metastasized

Unseeing

There is a Light that Dances on a Thousand Graces

Taking Flight in the Sight of Our People

I Suggest We Learn to Love Ourselves

Before that too is Made Illegal