we be the drum, the hum, the hands that built—
brick by stolen brick, math & map, root & truth.
they mute, we speak. they burn, we rise.
dark skies birthing suns, blue notes bending time.
not a footnote—
we be the whole damn rhyme.
#BlackHistory #Poetry #Art #Rebirth #BlackSky
we be the drum, the hum, the hands that built—
brick by stolen brick, math & map, root & truth.
they mute, we speak. they burn, we rise.
dark skies birthing suns, blue notes bending time.
not a footnote—
we be the whole damn rhyme.
#BlackHistory #Poetry #Art #Rebirth #BlackSky
#BlackSky #Art #Blackhistory #Resister
#BlackSky #Art #Blackhistory #Resister
they call it a sale
but ain’t nobody buyin’
hope marked down
like history’s misprint
they slash jobs,
slash rights,
slash futures of folk
who just want water
without rust & regret
red ties, big lies,
clearance rack cruelty—
final sale.
no refunds.
no returns.
©️MSA
they call it a sale
but ain’t nobody buyin’
hope marked down
like history’s misprint
they slash jobs,
slash rights,
slash futures of folk
who just want water
without rust & regret
red ties, big lies,
clearance rack cruelty—
final sale.
no refunds.
no returns.
©️MSA
50 uprisings rise like sunflowers in cracked streets,
roots deep, fists high, tongues sharpened to cut lies.
we don’t march, we manifest.
don’t protest, we possess.
don’t beg, we repossess—
this land. this breath. this right to exist. ©️MustafaSantosgoAli #Protests
50 uprisings rise like sunflowers in cracked streets,
roots deep, fists high, tongues sharpened to cut lies.
we don’t march, we manifest.
don’t protest, we possess.
don’t beg, we repossess—
this land. this breath. this right to exist. ©️MustafaSantosgoAli #Protests
Sister, you walk with thunder in your throat, turn silence into sermon, truth into torchlight. They tried to dim you, but you burn righteous—a fire that feeds & frees.The ancestors drum your name, whisper it to the unborn. We rise bolder because you shine. @joyannreid.bsky.social
Sister, you walk with thunder in your throat, turn silence into sermon, truth into torchlight. They tried to dim you, but you burn righteous—a fire that feeds & frees.The ancestors drum your name, whisper it to the unborn. We rise bolder because you shine. @joyannreid.bsky.social
REPOST if you stand with General C.Q. Brown against Hegseth!
REPOST if you stand with General C.Q. Brown against Hegseth!
Governor Harris has a nice ring to it. Welcome home.
Governor Harris has a nice ring to it. Welcome home.