making space

we r a not of this world ppl
n the absence of places 2 b / we hav
mooovd ourselves 2 other planets / planted our colorless
flags on invisible cratered space / &
called dibs on a new moon

on our moon we breathe free / & never worry of foot on
neck / we hav no words / n our language to say
i c-nt br- – t – e! / we took a vote & all agreed / air
shud not be a negotiable economy

on our moon / the 1 we made n the pits of our palms / fashioned
like clay on the wheel of our times / that keeps goin in circles / built
from the white part of our traumas / everybody b free / we hav no
jail / disease / or daylight / we live n blakness & LOVE it / rope
does not exist / so our children do not swing or swim

on our moon / there iz no color blue / no soul food / we r
nourished on resistance / feed on memory of the war
we waged 2 leave planet madman / how we killed white men
n our minds / & felt newness n our body / like we belonged 2
us 4 the first time / in. outer. space.

we r a not of this world ppl
n the absence of places 2 b / we hav
mooovd ourselves 2 other planets / planted our colorless
flags on invisible cratered space / &
called dibs on a new moon

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