my grandsons
spinning in their joy
universe
keep them turning turning
black blurs against the window
of the world
spinning in their joy
universe
keep them turning turning
black blurs against the window
of the world
for they are beautiful
and there is trouble coming
round and round and round
.
.
.
.
(great quotes from this remarkable writer here)
(America's violence towards its darker citizens is packed into this short but powerful piece. Spinning in their joy:
we see the innocent joy of children as they fling their bodies through the
world. But we know that as these black/brown bodies grow, they will lose that sense of
freedom, they will be conscious always of their skin ... and the mortal risks to their God-given right to exist).
OneLove
:::MME:::