Dear mama:
You gave me life
I will forever be your baby, your big boy, your little man, your young man, your son
You felt my first kick
You heard my first cry
You witnessed my first breath
Dear government:
You tried to teach me to fear myself
The clock started counting down on my first day
I was your public enemy #1 on my first day
You declared the mistakes I made growing up a death sentence
You heard my last cry
You stole my last breath
Dear resistors:
As my heart beat that last time
As I exhaled my last breath and you inhaled your next
As I exhaled my…last…breath my life force was transferred to you
Use this gift wisely
Let my name be your battle cry
My Black life mattered, make my [Black??] death matter
Untitled poem for [fill in the blank]
by tamia rashima jordan