Danayah Randolph
Can't Hide

This poem is conveying my emotions following police brutality against Black Americans 

Two Lives, two souls

in a world, we all know

as we hustling and bustling

for our stories to be told

we rose from the ashes

of our ancestors, burned kin

the melanin-rich chocolate

of our sun-kissed skin

the thick thighs with long lives

hoping they won't stray

from the plan and focus

to make it day by day

day by day 

it's easy to play that way

when everyone's against you

with bullets coming your way

when those sent to protect you

trigger happy they stay

a world with no justice 

but we make it today

a sister who's fighting

to make her voice heard in injustice

another who's tired

and just feels all the hurt

the bodies falling down

cold on the ground

as we pleading and crying

til we almost drown

the chains of this nation wrapped around us so tight

it tugs and cuts us off

til we no longer fight

and the young lives

as they see us dying inside

the soul of our nation

dying inside

to the young eyes knowing

that we can't hide

as we try to revive

the lost memories

of our kin that died


-Mon'e Randolph