Entitled "Eons Of Obsidian"

The night sky stretches for eternity I see the dimples of my ancestor’s smiles

What will become of me?

Will my star shine bright like the others?

Will my dreams have a chance to soar like Michael Jordan or Vince Carter?

Why do I feel the safest at night

maybe the pitch black obsidian backdrop of America

Understands my melanin more than I do

It cradles me like love does a child

Amongst the cosmos I ask

My heavenly father to keep my heart pure

Amongst the stars is my refuge

My soul and aspirations know no boundaries

I remind myself “black don’t crack“

Only glass ceilings do

I wonder for how many eons black boys have had dreams

To be more than the blocks that they live on

I wonder for how many eons

Bunches of black boys just missed their ticket to success

I wonder for how many eons the beautiful mahogany eyes of brown sugar moms

Filled with tears as they release their black sons to this vicious world

I wonder for how many eons for the black boys that did punch their tickets to success

Did they ever stop having pride in them self

When they were faced with adversity

I hope I make it to the finish line

In the relay race of my lineage hopefully

I do not lack one ounce of stamina

Hopefully I know that within myself I am enough

As my eyes gaze upon the night sky full of eons and eons of my obsidian ancestors

I will have a chance to ascend amongst the stars

Just like the ones who came before me

Hopefully for eons and eons to come they will remember the name