It’s All Senseless
I don’t wanna lookin another small casket.I don’t wanna shed another tear.I don’t wanna hold another mother,or console another brotherbecause some young one or otheris no longer here.
I don’t wanna hear newsabout another slayingwhile some boys werein a playground playing.Don’t wanna hearanother pastor prayingover some child layingon the cold, hard ground.
I don’t wanna smellgunfire in the airbecause someone didn’t carewhose life they took.I don’t want to inhalethe aroma of hatethat changed someone’s fatejust because anotherdidn’t like how they looked.
I no longer wanna tastethe injustice being fed to uson a long-handled spoon.I don’t wanna believethat Dignity is deadand Respect, Loveand Compassionhave all left the room.
–by RuNett Nia Ebo, P.O.P.
©10-04-2023
RuNett Nia Ebo, ‘Poet of Purpose’ has been writing poetry for six decades. The creative’s work has been published in various magazines and books including Chicken Soup for the African American Soul. Kwee Magazine, a Liberian publication selected her as October’s Poet of the Month in 2016. In 2022, she was appointed Official Poet Laureate at her church and now, authors a blog entitled Keeping It Real. She has recently become a contributing editor with The Philadelphia Obituary Project writing stories of homicide victims in Philadelphia so readers will know and understand the tragedy of gun violence.
