Poetry Corner: Our Prerogative

Movement is rhythm to us,

Built to withstand resistance is us,

Everybody talking all this stuff about us,

Why don’t they just let us live?

Our past is just that things we can’t take back,

When you’re gifted and Black your soul remains intact.

We don’t need permission,

We make all our own decisions,

It show how many f**ks we actually give.Statistics over opinion,

I suspect we should have never integrated,

And that’s a major fact.