SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
Black bodies
Going thud on the dirt floor
On white tiles
In the abyss of the ocean
In the hands of a mother
In the park around the corner
In the cribs of babies
THUD
Like bountiful trees in a forest with no one to witness
SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
Sonya massey
HEAR OUR BODIES
FEEL AS OUR BODIES DISCONNECT FROM MOTHER EARTH
Our roots our ancestors have built
The pain they’ve felt
The pain the world have tried to erase
Doubling everytime we go THUD
SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
HEAR OUR CRIES
Our wails burning your ears like a siren’s call
Niggas keep dying
Niggas keep dying
Niggas keep dying
Do you feel the burn?
SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
SONYA MASSEY
When will Niggas stop dying?
Does my rage have to keep forming until it’s a meteor of anger
That crashes into the pit of your chest
Protecting my black brothers and sisters
That spins y'all's white asses around
Turning the gun back in your faces
Back on your heads
WHEN WILL NIGGAS STOP DYING?
ANSWER ME
LOOK INTO THE BURNING FLAMES THAT IS MY EYES
FEEL IT BURN YOUR SOUL BECAUSE
WHEN WILL NIGGAS STOP DYING?
SAY HER NAME
YELL HER NAME
BURN IT ALL TO THE FUCKING GROUND
FOR
SONYA MASSEY
For a woman of soul
A sister
A daughter
An innocent woman
Who called to be protected
To be understood
To be seen as a human being
A woman who laid lifelessly
At her last breath
Hearing her murderer
A buffoon
A psychopath
Justify her death
SONYA MASSEY
I ache for you
I hurt for you
I burn for you
because
WHEN WILL Y’ALL STOP SEEING BLACK WOMEN AS A THREAT?