Thank you

Thank you to the black
men who taught me how
to laugh

Thank you to the black
women whose voices and
songs weave thru thick
weeds, leading me home

Thank you to those who
weave quilts to uncover
the truth

Thank you to
the ravens who
are always close by

Thank you to the
elders with one good
ear, one good eye, one
good hand because those
things are useful

Thank you to the
guy that said, hey
why don’t you leave
that kid alone?

Thank you to the
one who writes that
song in their mind
every day, too busy
to put it to paper

Thank you to the one
who signed their name
on the line that was
drawn and didn’t back
down

Thank you to the
mothers who had
to be fathers

Thank you to those
that took a shot
and missed

Thank you
to those whose eyes
never suffered a
drought

Thank you to
the poets whose
poems are stored
somewhere

Thank you to those
who sit in meditation
for they are in mediation
with the universe

Thank you for
those who keep
account

and those that
forgive

Thank you for
the grease stained
kettle on the stove that
screams when our lungs
can’t

Thank you to
those that didn’t
mistake kindness
for weakness

Thank you for
reading this
poem

Thank you for
adding to
it

PS: Thank you to my mother for
continuing to show me what
grace is

(c) 2016 Tony Robles

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