Time will come
To face every fear
The pain and anxiety
Continually buried
Hundreds of years
Working toward a commonality
But that never included me
Yet I give praise
I have to say I’m blessed
The amount of diversity
That my family experienced
Loving people
That look nothing like you
Gives you hope
Enduring, all we’ve been through
Time will come
Refreshing in the day
Memorials of hate
Starting to be stripped away
Seeing statues removed
In the silence of night
Hauling you away
Like the violence of the night
When you hauled
So many brown faces
Into the torturous chambers
With sirens blaring
Claiming to Protect and to Serve
They even elected you mayor
The lies you kept blaring
Time will come
Like every seed planted
Eventually the earth
Providing nutritional value
And slowly start receiving
That we are of value
Leveraging every drop of rain
To wash away
Every spot of pain
Breaking through
Reaching with hands raised
Just don’t know
What else to do
Finally feeling it
Standing with a silent rage
Time will come
Over and over again
Seeing the fruits of labor
The original sin
Living within the confines
Of an illusive world
Recognizing the freedoms
That we claim are for we
Realizing they ain’t for me
Slowly starting to realize
Faded memories
Seeing people chased down
Beat down
Right in front of me
In hindsight
Thinking damn
What happened
Damn
That could have been me