Resilience Poems
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Continue readingWe Are The Weed People
by Jim Kelly
We Are The Weed People
We are the weeds—
rooted deep in resilience.
Dropped here from distant lands,
we rise,
storm after storm,
spirit ever higher.
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I KNOW MY PEOPLE
by Eric Washington
I know my people.
I've seen their suffering and their tears,
Their anger and their fears.
I've seen them work amongst the mills,
In cotton and sugar fields.
Working with bleeding hands,
And refusing to give up then.
While tortured with whips and ropes,
And they still believe in hope.
I know my people.
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"The glass that holds the storm."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Her fragility was always the fore-front,
branded incapable by the incessant lots,
never did they know the turbulence,
that she passed through once and once more.
A curse set by the age old,
eyes tinted by biased remarks,
her body had scars and bruises,
of fights that were known to the dark.
That heart pumped with a vigor,
those fingers adept with swords,
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Double six! (Unstoppable Ascent)
by Franklin Okere
Double six! The dice declare my fate,
A victory sealed, no more debate.
On every front, the battle's mine,
My spirit soars, a force so divine.
No obstacle can block my way,
I seize the triumph of today.
Unstoppable, I rise above,
Fueled by a power, an endless love.
Each challenge met, each fear defied,
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We Are The Weed People
by Jim Kelly
We Are The Weed People
We are the weeds—
rooted deep in resilience.
Dropped here from distant lands,
we rise,
storm after storm,
spirit ever higher.
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Continue readingI KNOW MY PEOPLE
by Eric Washington
I know my people.
I've seen their suffering and their tears,
Their anger and their fears.
I've seen them work amongst the mills,
In cotton and sugar fields.
Working with bleeding hands,
And refusing to give up then.
While tortured with whips and ropes,
And they still believe in hope.
I know my people.
......
Stranger to Belonging
by Nai'a Safir
I am most at peace when others would break,
Floating above my body after the fall,
Calm in the car that became our home,
Finding stillness in what should destroy.
They ask who I am-as if I should know,
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