Raise Your Fist

Golden voices, inner peace
Silence burdens the heart
To speak remains a privilege
Releasing sound waves to the music in my soul

Empowered in my identity
I am worth more than enough
Though equity has yet to be achieved
For the stifled tongues lost in the masses

We rise together but at times break as individuals
Strengths within the arms of the collective
Educated, like-minded, freedom fighters
Restoration in circles, “professionally developed”

The hard conversations faced with avoidance
Lack of understanding confused as white tears
“I don’t know what to do!”
Complicity at its finest

Unity
Grace
Compassion
Accountability

Microaggressions
Their comfort on the backs of the oppressed
We still must role model
Pack powerful punches
Uplift, Survive, Pray
In hopes of seeing another day

RAYNE