Free-ish
Juneteenth inspired poetry
June 19, 1865, I was set free from being a slave, but ever since they’ve tried to keep me in a grave.
Black flesh is still rough. They took off the chains of old and replaced em’ with handcuffs
Yeah this lands rough. I withstand it tough.
When Black folk seek a promotion track the higher ups send adversity making sure that they can hold us back.
We know its facts, but we’re just trying to escape it. We paint it as easy but we just fake it til we make it.
They raise the bar against me with the most visible things, but they don’t know I have invisible wings.
1865, Black Americans were blessed to see free, but we’re still fighting to be free.
Maybe I’m not free, only free-ish. Freedom is real I can achieve this, Black children please receive this.
Our ancestors fought for centuries so we could live today. June 19, 1865, my Independence Day.
~~Dedicated to all of our heroes of Juneteenth.
About the Creator
Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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