CAUTION WHILE BLACK

My brotha I love you.

My sista I love you.

I am you and you are me.

Namista — Hotep.

Peace goes unwarranted just as violence. But if I kill a man — I can not restore life. If we do not speak we will not be heard.

Libation by @Scottie.grippin

Someone said — say his name.

Well shit “I can’t breath”.

Let alone read.

I can’t.

I can’t.

I can not sit and be still.

But I am shapeless.

I am — still has and always will be Black.

Love conquers all but lately all I see is hate — I guess if we mask the love with pain it becomes an illusion

I love you.

I know you hurting but I love you.

For you — we pour out a little liquor.

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