LOVE OF LITERATURE AND HISTORY
Written by C Hues
December 9, 2021
Blood is thicker than water—when water is steam Blood is what was spilled to stop fulfilling A Dream The same blood of a peasant is shared with a King Blood was Ali’s gift to the supremacists’ Ring Blood is what the owner gave to the slave British blood in black bodies—the master would crave Blood’s another word you may use for your kin Except the Blood that you damn for their darker skin
Written by C Hues
December 8, 2021
M O M D A D O O A A M O M D A D
Written by C Hues
December 1, 2021
Love is like a chemistry lab Love is rolling seven after six Love is being black to catch a cab Love is just the latest fix Love’s a word you use for like Love is a sarcastic slight Deadly as a lightning strike Love’s the other side of spite Love is pet names that you hate Dare not tell it to your mate Love is seeing your name carried Kids who love you after you’ve been buried
Written by C Hues
November 29, 2021
There is POWER in my Voice, Yes / Don’t consider it a weapon / The pen is sword and shield, my protection / Just like how we must mask to fight against Corona / At Last, the writing has awakened my Persona / I take a Stand, and hatch a Bizarre Plan / I’m like Clark Kent, suitin’ up to strike the Klan / From Rosa to Recy, I’ll make sure they see me / Celia didn’t die in vain; the pain will free us / They hated us for centuries, couldn’t be us so they beat us / I was destined to lead, since before I was a fetus / So meet us with some empathy or stay your ass home / The time is mine; I shine like Ali—never call him Clay / The oppressed make history, each and every day / Now, whether you’re an atheist or all you do is pray / Keep Moving Ahead cause you’re a King, defeat can never come your way.
Written by C Hues
November 29, 2021
Jack idolized his teacher A writer who never lied But each one of his books Were really plagiarized They say never meet your heroes That’s why all of mine are dead Do your secrets keep you restless? Steady shouting in your head Jane met her favorite player The nicest man in Pro Golf When asking for his autograph The player said, “Fuck off” They say never meet your heroes That’s why all of mine are dead Do your secrets keep you restless? Steady shouting in your head James had to be a singer His favorite band he heard Led him to their concert Where lips did not match words