Forty-three:
We will be courageous as thunder, until heat and blood
causes new rain to water those to come after.
(c) JBHarris, 2019
Forty-four:
I ask only for the same right to say no, as someone
whom never allowed ‘no’ to stop them.
(c) JBHarris, 2019
Forty-five:
I no longer ask why we run.
I now ask was there a place to turn to?
(c) JBHarris, 2019
Like this:
Like Loading...
Published by Jennifer P. Harris
I am female, fiery and unapologetically Black. I'm in no position to mince words, so I don't. This writing, this craft, is what I delve in, drown in, and seek to master. From that mastering, comes portions of the divine through light and screen or ink and paper.
I invite you all on this journey of thought, conversations and other benevolence life has to offer.
You can also follow me on Twitter (@theladyofharris) and my networking page on Facebook (Jennifer P. Harris).
Thank you for stopping by and remember to live, love, write and repeat.
View all posts by Jennifer P. Harris
