A poem inspired by Jesse Williams

By now we've all seen Jesse William's speech during the BET Awards show after being honored for his humanitarian attributes. This very controversial speech highlighted the inequality that African Americans have endured for over 400 years, specifically weighing in on the injustice in our current legal system. "There has been no war that we have not fought and died on the front lines of. There has been no job we haven’t done. There is no tax they haven’t levied against us – and we’ve paid all of them. But freedom is somehow always conditional here. “You’re free,” they keep telling us. But she would have been alive if she hadn’t acted so… free." Words like these inspired a poem of my own. I completely agree with every word that Jesse said during the speech, but I also believe that freedom is withheld from everyone to a certain extent. Every emotion is stem from either love or fear.  







Life is meant to be free
As free as the air we breathe
Despite the chem-trails that are in between the H to the O
We are supposed to breathe 
In and out every nostril and mouth
Inhale and exhale 
Releasing every word, thought, and emotion
These are the things we share in common
Every sense 
Free as gazing into the sol of the earth
We know it as the sun
Healing the blind with eyes that are shut
Surrounded by a "free" world where it cost me to learn eat and see
Although the first house I lived in was surrounded by free banana trees
Buying land that's already here
Paying taxes to still fear
Every 3 months the innocent are killed 
The day I began to remember I realized life is real
Or is it just a TV show in another dimension galaxy paradoxical real the unreality 
Every night I dream and see the truth
Every year I grow I'm closer to youth
I wrote this poem after listening to Jesse Williams’s speech on the bet awards 
Black Entertainment Television 
S/o Viacom (sarcasm)
Let’s rally together let's stand up put our fist in the air and say Fuck you 
Let's take what's ours!
But somehow it's still the "rich" behind us
Rich poor black white up down whatever!
None of us are free from balancing fear
Once we capture the essence of fear

We can determine our destiny 
Li Li Nicols

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