yes Baraka its a little difficult
some days damn near impossible
but i remember
to remember
you asking
is it a little difficult?
knowing its been harder
for so many know
they came in and beat you bloody
locked up Nelson slaughtered King
& Malcolm drove Huey to
a room he never came out of
laid him down on streets he
wanted to save
left us to sort a legacy or deny it
i teach kids that never learned it
am in love with folks who
don’t always understand about the 4 corners
of reality won’t know that the only
real direction is forward
damn the storm
go forward
sometimes i want to just pack a bag
hop in the car hit the highway
& drive the coast till I don’t
feel like screaming anymore
some times its all i can do
to remember to try
on those days i remember
you asking
is it a little difficult?
& i know what the answer should be
so i try harder
remembering the lashes i have
not received the roughness of
the ocean voyage
the smell of the pens
the aching lost caving
a collective hole in our whole
the bent knees
the blank eyes of hanging men
the savageness of rape
separation the bitterness of hopelessness
the taste of horseflesh
determination like a razor
cutting through pain to carve
reason from insanity
so i remember to try
even when its difficult
so bloody knuckles
no drive down the coast
no midnight flight
no surrender no retreat
no respite won’t own weary
evict tired begin again
i remember you asking
is it a little difficult?
& i am inspired to try