For the love of Ms. Angelou…

For the love of Ms. Angelou… 

Steve Szewczok © 2017 All Rights Reserved

I did not know 

that i was singing in the Alphabet

these sorrow songs of pain

this suffering within loneliness 

To Fear weakness with romance

to resign yourself to your faith

for one person standing on the word of God IS the majority!

Holding an open door to creation!

We fuel new world inhabitants 

we are known simply as the

 Bar stool people

and in this awakening summer 

we become Good Parents

 to our new born child

that we have named 

Freedom.

I can tell you this

that i have never seen such courage

as when the human of this being woman

did take from her hair

 A long silvered sharpened pin

that from her great grandmother one hundred years 

earlier did begin 

That she did take this clasp of love

and jam straight from her faith 

into the shouldered heart of racism!

corn silk hair 

faces white as milk

beautiful faces but fat ain’t they?

the absurdity

of discrimination 

segregation and unfairness 

the one-sidedness of bigotry  

killed me on my birthday 

fell me back to mutism 

but i have sworn never to despair 

i went to someplace so far beyond you

i chose to do with my story

to put it down to words 

how the writing hibernates 

inside the marrow of my very bones

i can’t seem to shake it

i can’t get rid of it!

like the ubiquitous nature of cat hair!

It’s Everywhere!

It’s on my skin

It is a part of me Now!

one could argue 

that existentialism is nothing

but ambiguity with a head ache!

To know love you just need to speak the truth

get loose with your words

find the way to tell your story 

Tell your story with a voice as big as God!

or 

A mothers Love

Baby’s taken by their feet and slung hard into the trees

so they wouldn't know slavery 

so they wouldn't feel the chafing of rusted iron 

against the innocence of their skin!

Each of you have been paid for..

i have forgiven myself

i have gotten up

you are enough

get your work done 

put it into your brain

and

somewhere perhaps in the bend of your elbow

thank God that we get to live in our time!!