our garden breethz
rootz kracking konkrete, vinez

reklayming steel & stone. our children,

petalz playing, unfolding whispered prayerz
—ancestor naymz oyaz wind refuzez to forget.

poetz, sound shayperz, imagemaking artistz & artisanz,

activistz, & earthtenderz whose soiled handz &

rhythmik voycez, brushstroke keyz with gendered basslinez,

seedz & syllablz shayping tomorrowz language.

theybe spiritfolk,, wearing all kulurz,

persuazhunz percepshunz & lifestylez,

dancing between sun & shadow.

nativehandz karving futurez into wood.

afrikantungz koaxing frum earth her old songz.

muthr humz bak luving melorhythmz that

earthz children, we peepl,

plant together thewhat that must grow in

our garden & outlive us. we must

harvest justiss under baobab broad leavez,

storyz braided az river currentz. revolushun

smellz uv sage & rain.

ourpeepl live. listen. learn to luv.

our garden breethz.