Pleasant Thoughts?

What are those? 

They’re like thoughts of freedom for black folks in a place where 

We can roam freely and ride the unicorns of our destinies

Thoughts that keep us going in the tough times 

When are black bodies are bleeding out on yellow street lines

Thoughts that heat up the night and seem to warm our souls

When we feel like our grief and pain have nowhere else to go

So we take strides to keep these pleasant thoughts

We fight for them as must though our turmoil often leaves us distraught

Without help from an outside world

That doesn’t give two nickels for our boys and girls

And throws them away after refusing them education

So they can blame them for a failing and offensive nation

Pleasant thoughts involve dreams of food for every human being

Warm, clean water for cleansing and crisp, clean air for breathing

Oh what pleasant thoughts we might have if we learn to take the things we lack

Build communities that speak life and KEEP life

Educating and financing our youth so we don’t have to depend on the troops.

Pleasant Thoughts?

What are those? 

Unicorns…they’re unicorns. 

-Sarabi