Jessica Care Moore
For Ponchai forever
For Ponchai forever
It's been 7 days since your murder
and i wonder if being in this plane means i am closer
to knowing you
how you wanted to eclipse with your brave shadow
28 and dead is sad and normal for black men
The state of Texas has sucked breath from so many of you
In broad day light they steal our suns
a daughters father
who claps for these magic shows?
who finds relief from the warmth of your blood
is this the heat that keeps governor george bush cozy
does he sip his morning coffee and think of your death?
where is your social unrest/as your name disappears from headlines
your are not a popular revolutionary/you a regula type nigga
with dimples and caramel skin
you did some wrong shit
when you were 19
shouldn't been in possession of no gun
shooting somebody else's daddy
shouldn't of been black
that's your fault to
how dare you become what they've trained you to be
american soldier
usual suspect/warrior/defiant renegade in the hood
concentrating in the camp
they send brothas and sistas like us
you wrote me beautiful words
fearless in the line of fire
heard you got thrown in the hole
for planting a vegetable garden in your cell
said you wanted to see anything grow, even a small flower
to remind you of all the times you missed watching your daughter
get older
dear ponchai,
i tried to write today. your haiku's made me dance
your muddy river made me smile
reminded me why i write to live
why we must continue to fight
for the nameless
