Over the weekend, I was lucky enough to listen to poet Roy McFarlane read and perform some of his amazing poems. I remarked, before the session that I was focusing on prose rather than poetry but that changed after the event. I left feeling inspired and the following day, I had a poem buzzing in my head, forcing me to get something down on paper.
Here it is…I hope you like it.
I would rather drown in a sea of kindness
Than bask in a world where I cannot breathe
Because of the tear gas and the fallen trees.
But that’s just me.
I would rather be lost in a crowd of names I cannot say
Or have never heard,
And hear their myths and learn their love,
Than be alone in a room of only one type of face.
If I could swap out the supremacy,
For the humility I crave, I would
Take all the names of the martyred,
Like a spell cast against a dye already bleeding
Take all the un-named of the martyred,
All the students beaten and threatened with rape
Put their lights in a jar and watch them glow,
Place my ear to the glass and hear the songs of many tongues
Which cried out
But with conviction
To drown in a sea of kindness,