In the depths of silence, no words would appear
My trusted solace, my words, had disappeared
I stayed quiet, turned inward to hear
Listening closely, as inner peace drew near
I faced the discomfort, the anguish, the strife
Turbulence of emotions, disrupted my life
Allowing myself to mourn, to release the tears
Embracing collective trauma, built up o’er the years
Across continents brothas and sistahs wept
In neighborhoods both distant and closely kept
Then, in that moment fueled not just by rage
Newfound strength emerged, voice uncage
Expressive peace, a balm for my soul
Resurrecting words, restoring me whole
And from the depths of my being they did flow
Crafting “I Can’t Breathe”—poetic tribute told
Through crises endured, my voice reemerged
A testament to resilience, a song yet unheard
For in the face of silence, words can revive
Transform anguish to art, helping us thrive
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Oh sistah, sometimes it’s a challenge to simply speak when the words are stuck in your throat. I love this:
Through crises endured, my voice reemerged
A testament to resilience, a song yet unheard
For in the face of silence, words can revive
Transform anguish to art, helping us thrive
Yet somehow, we find strength amid the trauma and strife to carry on. Thank you for sharing your thought-provoking words today! 💕🙏💕
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I remember that time like it was yesterday Kym. For the first time I understood collective trauma. Something about that time took me back in a way that connected me to ancestral past and I knew then this hurt, though taking place over generations, lives in our DNA!!
When I first posted “I can’t breathe” I included an “afterword”. I drew the content of this poem from that afterword.
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Girl, I concur with your connection to our ancestral past. We reflect on those hurts, a woundedness that could have killed them but didn’t. There is something so strong in our DNA that makes us rise and survive, even with the bumps and bruises. Talk about power and resilience. Your poetic imagery is real and brutally honest. 🤗🙏🏼🥰 Thank you for that.
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Thanks for your encouraging feedback dear Kym. Yeah, our DNA includes that “I’m not built to break” gene. It gets to be a lot though and even the most resilient of us need to take extra special care of our minds/emotions. 💪🏽💗💪🏽
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