I am a suppressed volcano
Of silence
Where life and tainted people
Have made illness build up
Inside me
The pressure
Of swallowing shadows
Blackened bones in my closet
Has given birth to all the statistics
Black and brown are the highest
To get any illness
Healers consistently drained until
Only the negative ability is left
Starved
Focusing on external forms of healing
When we need to be poured back into
We know the language of our healing
But we have silenced it
into cancer, depression, and suffering the is genetically passed on
To our trauma induced children
It ends here, today. May we set our truths free.
