Poem For Jessica Care Moore

I see a shadow coming through

She has her mama's eyes but her father's guns

I am convinced that she is the black statue of liberty

Because black women rock and

Because her alphabet verses the ghetto

mimicking bullets

Which is why I'm seeing sunlight through bullet holes

Screaming we want our bodies back

Because the words don't fit in her mouth

Making us feel the wrath of Detroit

And of the rest of us....

(c) jenavia Powell 2024 Dashiki Mentality