Sista Seuss
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Compunction - A Poem a Day #3
Happy
National Poetry Month day 3!
The title of
this poem is Compunction. In my collection Drowned: A Mermaid’s Manifesto, there
are a series of poems whose inspiration and titles come from the word of the
day screensaver on my computer. Compunction means, a feeling of
uneasiness or anxiety of the conscience caused by regret for doing wrong or
causing pain; contrition; remorse.
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Thursday, April 02, 2020
Unlit
Happy National Poetry Month Day 2
Unlit from After This We Go Dark published by Sibling Rivalry Press
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Wednesday, April 01, 2020
Friday, May 12, 2017
Betsy Hears a Boo
by Sista Seuss (who is me and this is rough)
On the tenth day of May, at an HBCU
in the heat of the gowns and the chill of the crowds
Betsy sauntered right in and changed all their moods.
They were graduating and had no time for fools, that's when
Betsy heard a noise, a very loud BOO!
in the heat of the gowns and the chill of the crowds
Betsy sauntered right in and changed all their moods.
They were graduating and had no time for fools, that's when
Betsy heard a noise, a very loud BOO!
She looked at Omarosa, who she thought had her back.
She didn’t think she’d be hassled if she brought her friend, black.
But the graduates wasn’t having it was their damn day first!
They didn’t earn a degree to have their celebration cursed!
If she could shyt on their day they could shyt on hers too.
They turned their back, and gave another loud round of boo!
She didn’t think she’d be hassled if she brought her friend, black.
But the graduates wasn’t having it was their damn day first!
They didn’t earn a degree to have their celebration cursed!
If she could shyt on their day they could shyt on hers too.
They turned their back, and gave another loud round of boo!
So this part’s in my brain, specifically my mind,
and because I'm fresh out of fucks, it may come off unkind.
I imagine the graduates saw their HBCU, not on their side.
I mean have you forgotten the administration where this woman resides?
Did you hear all the cuts propose to attack students at risk?
Did you forget that all your students/ graduates look just like this?
and because I'm fresh out of fucks, it may come off unkind.
I imagine the graduates saw their HBCU, not on their side.
I mean have you forgotten the administration where this woman resides?
Did you hear all the cuts propose to attack students at risk?
Did you forget that all your students/ graduates look just like this?
Did you forget how she questioned if funding black was constitutional?
Should you have consider a speaker who attended an HBCU, or am I just delusional?
Did you consider for a moment that her intention might be fake?
Did she offer you incentives? Is it money that you’ll make?
I imagine your graduates were fresh out of fucks too,
so, completely out of fucks but filled to the brim with boo.
The threat to mail their diplomas as if they didn’t earn their day?
To forget that this administration on last week threaten to take funding away?
I only hope that one of those graduates gets it in his/her/or they minds,
to take your job, cause it might be about time.
The fact that you as educator would invite a living diss,
all that teaching, but their educators haven't learned shyt.
And if Trump and Betsy gets the chance to take funding away,
I know she'll remember all the boos her ass received today.
I know she'll remember all the boos her ass received today.
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