Not One (For the Million Mothers March) Not mine son Not mine Not my son Not my brother nephew or current lover Not my neighbor cousin or future husband Not mine Not hers Not anybody’s Son I am not saying no more I am saying not ONE We with the millions of ancestors behind us... Continue Reading →
Born of Warriors- Original Poetry inspired by the #PhilandoCastile murder
Born of Warriors Now is not the time to sit down and grow weary For we are born of warriors Trained on soil rich with the spirits that passed before us We were selected from our tribe and trained for battle Even stripped of our land, our riches and our families We stood strong ushering... Continue Reading →
Toni's Room 