Free to Be

A Poem from June 8th 2020

I went to the beach on a June summer day

No people were there; no children at play

Complete with tanks and masked armed national guard

On each street of once festive boulevards

Barricades blocking entrance to formerly fun pier

Summer breeze blows only conflict and fear

Remembering rainbow umbrellas announcing carts that sold fruit

While on this summer day the vibe’s hate, plague and loot

Each window art décor covered with plywood and particle boards

Like your favorite song screaming but with all the wrong chords

No smiles, no hugs and no holding hands

Injustice, division and military commands

I’ve run miles and miles here for each marathon start

Though today I’m concerned about humanity’s heart

Together we’ll resist- POC free to be

We cannot let our ship sink deeper into the sea

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