July 30, 2015

Black Friday

by Latorial Faison

In this big white tub
Soaking all this brown
To loud, deafening silence

Amid all the world's chaos & noise
All of Washington's politically complex poise
I am still the dream, still the hope of America's slave

And while this pot is being daily stirred
While its water boils with spilled blood 
hope for the future

Come, wade in this troubled water with me
Come clean in the precious
Blood of our lambs.

Copyrighted November 2014 Latorial D. Faison