For you Everyday is a fight for territory,
for space:
Space in a country that does not want you
Space in a world that cannot yet grasp the
magic of hair that says “fuck gravity”
Space in the hearts of lovers who do not
know how to love all of you
(Your mother made you ample)
Facing this world is already a daunting
task for you my dear
But look how your skin still glistens and
glows and steals all fire from the sun
And how your smile still steals all magic
from the moonlight
Look how your lips still cast love spells
and break hearts
You are still perfect
You are still glory
You are still uchawi (magic)
-written by @niketa.rae for Sandra Bland
Happy bornday, Sandra. May you rest in power.
❤
Although I type this with tears streaming down my face, I thank you for posting this Kelley! Sandra Bland will NOT be forgotten!!
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Beautiful poem.
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