Got to heal
When a Dreamer meets Insomnia: Poems from a first gen Unafraid to pick up a pen
Got to heal,
Why make myself invisible
When my soul is invincible?
In deep introspection
Seeking inspiration
Need to get out of this block
Keeping me boxed
Taking a walk
Out in the block
Got to
Think free
Got to just
be
Think Erykah Badu
Wake up,
Don’t believe all of your thoughts
Your hair isn’t the only thing
Getting heavily conditioned
Again and again
Wash away all that conditioning
Head to toe
No more foes
See the folds
Eyes wide open
Smile for them too
Because you got you
Got to heal
From the pain
Of
Being part colonized
And part colonizer
The product of stolen people
And immigrants
On stolen land
Finding stillness
Wherever I go
Hoping the next step
Will lead me home
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