F. Michelle Santos
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Evolution
Oppressed by the dominant culture in place Objects of disposal, to use and to waste Unable to express the oppression we face Through education is liberation, and freedom we embrace The oppressors’ mentality is not my reality “To be is to have and to be the class of haves” But half is what we become Half human, half evolved, half undone Only through freedom of the oppressed are both halves free Free to be ONE whole to a fuller humanity Free to become, because unfinished are we Feel, understand, live The revolving, evolving revolution To incite, to fight the pollution of our minds, Our spines, our hearts, our hands That diminishes and admonishes Astonishes our realities In the fatality of time The spiral line of time is turning, Burning the dream, the vision, the hope The note of sweet harmony is humming Palpable, probable, possible, potential The extinction of our species, the feces, the fallacies The palace we are barred from Entering, centering, mentoring The glass ceiling shatters Revealing race still matters. Class still matters. Gender still matters. Our minds clatter Our bones battered From the persistent grinding Of the unfound finding That we are less than Greater than But not equal to The mathematical equation In the exploration of elation Does not add up Glass shards Slice hard Our fresh flesh of birth Circumcising our enterprising Being of beings Blood spills profusely Proficiently, efficiently A product of patriarchal Accumulation, allocation, annihilation This is not our legacy. This is our challenge. The undulations of frustrations Crescendo and fall Falter and haul The heavy load of history Seduced from the womb ‘Till descent to the tomb The pied piper plays Droning our senses To an apathetic state Unable to relate Manufacturing hate Guarding the gate And sealing our fate While discontent gnaws in our gut Unseemingly and insidiously We are lulled into slumber A fraudulent sleep Deception of comfort Wake up…Breathe…Stretch…Release Let go of the grip that clutches With pounding, pulsating vessels of life and energy Restricted, constricted, constrained, restrained, Thermal combustible passion in action Contractions that give birth To create a new paradigm A line linking… Learning, living, loving, Being, Becoming Human Fully Connected In Creative Communion F. Michelle Santos
Broken Promise Schools
Ellen Potter Energy Catalyst
Gina Pierlioni
Heather Brown Yoga
House of Arts - Kung Fu
Maryland State Arts Council
M.O.V.E.M.ENT
SCBWI
Tiger Lily Press
