Poetry Corner

featuring Shelley Parris of The Womb Sanctuary

Oriana's Note: This original poem was originally published publicly on Facebook by the author on 5-28-2020 and is used with permission. Fanoos Magazine stands with all People of Color facing the magnitude of these trying times in solidarity.


STOP waiting until another beautiful black or brown body drops

to finally call them

Sacred

and only then

want to honor

and uplift them

while their blood spills

warm on the

pavement


T-shirt

Signs

Anger

Rage

Fires Blaze

Rinse

Repeat

Cycle

Back to sleep

we go

Insert

wait

for the next

hashtag


I have seen

beautiful pictures

of my siSTARS

marching city streets

Sage High

Smudge Salute

in protest

Tears in

their eyes

Imprinted with the

Grotesque

Treatment of a

Nation's Beast

tattooed on our

Hearts and Mind

sole Purpose to break us

Over and

Over Again...


someone commented

under one of the photos...

'let us immerse them

with the fragrance

of our pain...

each and every time

they hurt us we burn

incense and

say their name'

But what if we didn't

wait until another knee

to the neck,

18-shots-make-sure

You-ain't-coming-back

Visions and rows

of warm

lined bodies

laid out cold

in the streets

No Matter How

Many Times

You Scream

Want to uplift and honor

those bodies

You never

Gonna

resurrect


how bout

I no longer

want to be

immersed

in a fragrance of

pain/hurt/tragedy

the essence of still

lifeless bodies

dangling from my neck

like another accessory

inspired to live

only when you die

in front of me

this attraction to death

the calling and

Invocation

Really...

What we be inviting in.


What if

instead

we went to out streets

daily,

on each corner

sage high

/smudging in the spirit

of our Great Ancestors/

choosing to honor

one another in LIFE

In ALIVEness

With prayer/ with altars

and flowers

and fruits

and sweet oils/

pouring libations

and singing

birthing Joy

from our Glorious Bellies

Dancing, Drumming

Kiss Your Forehead

Sing Your Praises

When You Be LIVE Enuff

to Feel the Embracing

of Divine Words and Power Caressing You

Sweetly

Cuz I see

YOU

the Holiest of Holies

The House

Where God Supreme

Resides

That's the Vision/Vibration

I erect and BE

Keepin Alive

Death

Be Not

Proud


Cus God Knows

My spirit be tired of

waitin for the rain

to wash away

these bloodstains-

Of another beautiful

black and brown body

let not their life

be a sacrifice

Given Up in vain


I Call in Life

I Call in Light


No Mo Struggle for me

I won't dance with it no mo


For my babies

and grandbabies

and all those who

come after I,

by the power

invested in me

endowed by

My Ancestors

ten thousand

STRONG


I invoke Greater.

Shelley Parris is a holistic practitioner and the owner of The Womb Sanctuary; a Scared Place for Women to be Seen, Heard and Loved. Shelley is an advocate for Women's wellness and Selfcare; and is also a published author and gifted speaker. She frequently partners with and supports our local Dance community in order to offer well-rounded resources for women to explore the Infinite Possibilities in their lives. thewombsanctuary.com








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