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Like a tree trunk
we are rooted here
anchored in the soil
of the struggle of life
and the scares we bear
are keloid memories
of where we’ve been
and raised hued shadows
of hope of where we’re going
with our roots spreading
her earthly anchors of generations
destined to sprout eyed liberation.
Remember, we are also children
of the river of blood and rivers have
no fears—as the night—pushing aside
the dam to claim the time to now flow
freedom freely forward with our hearts
beating conquering rhythms of oppressive
struggles pumping the inking awareness
of ourstory’s flow from the past to the
present—bursting dams—cascading
into the flowing liberating future.
