I could be a runaway
with only a star to comfort me

I could be a series of
cruel jokes in American history

A shadow mourning the death of
It’s body that died mysteriously

Could be an out of place African
note in an English song-

My tongue does not remember
my mind cannot recall

This poem could have been a
tear left to wallow in defeat

I could have been
Snatched
Stripped
Broken then
Freed

I am thankful for those
that came before me.

© Demitri Tyler

Excerpt from “Unleashed”

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