Uneven
I
lost my footing
stumbling—
I
went through the floor
like
a man who losses all—
no
family
no
money
no
friends to lean on
he
will be a lost complexion
depression
elevating.
I
can’t understand what the elders are
trying
to get across to me
because
as distant my mind is
my
eyes were listening
but
my ears could not see what they were saying.
I
looked to the stars for balance
but
there was no comfort
because
they—too—were uneven.
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BlackCommentator.com Spoken Word Columnist, Poet Blackman Preach (Cedric
T. Bolton), is a poet (spoken word artist) and producer, born in
Pascagoula, Mississippi
and raised in Paterson,
New Jersey. Cedric received his Bachelor of
Arts degree from Western Washington University and currently resides,
with his wife, in Syracuse, New
York. He is the Founder of Poetic
Black Fusion, a writers' workshop that provides access and opportunities
to poets of African Ancestry living in Central
New York. He is also the co-founder of Voices
Merging, a student-run poetry organization (spoken word) at the
University of Minnesota that provides a social outlet for undergraduate
students to develop as writers, network and express themselves on
stage. He has been writing poetry for 14 years and is published
in the Ethnic Student
Center's Newsletter
at Western
Washington University,
The Spokesman Recorder,
and St. Cloud Times.
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