Black. Stop. Poem by D Loveday Morris
Black. Stop.
Black. Stop.
Black rain
Black pain
Black is strain
Black is the blood running through my vein
Black gold
Black fold
Black is sold
Black is the story untold
Black breath
Black threats
Black is death
Black is my broken neck
Black stage
Black engage
Black is rage
Back is the ink on my page
Black tax
Black waxed
Black is trapped
Black lives matter. Stop.
D. Loveday Morris
June 2020
An Extract from the Diary of a Jamaican Nurse Living and Working in the UK
And the BLACK knows to overcome all hindrance indomitable power of eternity..........
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4/26/2024 11:30:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's black and white 😍