Wisdom from the past
Ancestors are ghostwriters
I speak truth through them.
See the magic we made
A world with bold dreams and vision
Free & Healed because of you, my ancestors.
Ancestors guide our eyes
move our spirits
forward
into the future
a descent into knowing
truth of our
histories
remembering
truth of our past
If you don’t honor
Your Ancestors,
they won’t honor
you,
Then who’s going
to PROTECT you!
I find the reason,
when you call, I must
answer.
Don’t doubt I’m here,
too.
you should fight for love
But when it is one sided
It’s shadow boxing
In A Quest For Peace
We Can Sometimes Lose The
Point
The Fight Continues
Freedom ain’t
Free It take
work. with out pay.
Basis of social,
Determines Societies.
Embeds all folks
beliefs.
sequined scar tissues
drumbeat stories, an old life
i dance and shed skin
A Band-Aid Isn’t Enough
A Vacation Isn’t Enough
I Need Your Touch Again
Oh, the Sonogram
the air, the Joy, it has left
Don’t say shit to me
Editor’s Note: This poem was compiled at the Fall 2024 Release Party for Love Now Magazine. Attendees were asked to write down their feelings and responses to various prompts, in haiku format, and submit them anonymously for publication. Following the event, the haikus were compiled by curator Kim Russell into a longer form poem, published above.
Written by the Love Now Media community
Curated by Kim Russell
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