When I think of Christmas, I think of family. During this turbulent time in our nations history, it is nice to have a moment, a break in time, where you can simply forget about the world’s problems and just live. This is for the families that may have it rough but have always had just enough.
I’ve been dreaming of a Black Christmas
The angels sing
The dinner bell rings
And grandma cooked chicken wings
Oh these are a few of my favorite things
Where all the family is near
And we have no fear because happiness is here
And none of my friends got shot this year
And my people don’t have to live in fear but cheer
My black boy joy fills the air thick with living black breath
The only arrest happening is my father sitting on a bench speaking of the glory days
Reminiscing the minutes and hours of the past years
We walk home to the smell of coconut oil and collard greens
My stomach overflowing with images of
Greens
Beans
Potatoes
Tomatoes
You name it
Marvin Gaye’s Whats Going On plays yet spirits so gay
As our family breaks into song and greet me with Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays
