Resistance What will become of us If in a moment our strings can be tugged Torn away from our hearts And our bones turned to dust Re moulded by the hands of those above us Into a system that fails and divides and murders and does not thrive. For eternity i will resist And for my brothers and my sisters And my children and my elders I will survive I will be crushed one hundred times Stamped on and squashed only to rise again Stronger until we turn time Our hands that tell the story Will not warp like the voices of the lies you bestow upon us.

Milestones (not A #poem) Mindless your hearts distance Pains like a watery pit Do we stay or do we sit Young thing young hands Tremble grasping rivers Timber failing drowning out Bones crushed feelings Starving stormy winds The marching of our song Is a sanctum for the wrong And the footsteps of the past Will be blessed Blinded by our love A memory tuned buzzed Methamphetamine simple pleasure

Coffee Ill wake up to a coffee And a cigarette And an awful whiskey breath

Murder Face toward the sky Knife wound to her throat she died Blood seeping goodbye ##haikuhorror

Pleasure Playing fingers creep against me, Laying by my side you'll be. Even resting upon my breast, Alone the two of us, we are blessed. Sustaining #life, and love and strength Until you grow big, arms can't hold your length. Remembering this now, forever and eternity, Everlasting is our harmony. ##acrostic #breastfeeding @jayjay54