U

I hope it all goes well for you

After our goodbye

I’ll be back to normal

After a good long cry

I’ll be asking myself

All the big questions, WHY

I’ll be fighting the urge

Of wanting to die

I’ll be sulking and wishing

Things would go right

I’ll be pretending and wishing

You were still here at night

I’ll be wishing you’d die

I’ll be holding your ghost tight

I’ll be waiting for your demise

While I laugh at your plight

Misogynoir (or ‘yall niggas be gay’)

when I forgive you

I honour the tapestry of pain

that our enslaved ancestors

the ones who stayed behind

must have felt

when others fled to freedom

what they must have carried

In days that followed

I wish I could say there wasn’t pity

or fury

somewhere in it

but I get it

and you ARE right

this IS a choice

it’s the right one

I wish you’d see that

your resentment is my grief

your fear is my longing

dressed for the same occasion

I’m not who you’re mad at

but I can hold it if it must

until you get here

our liberation is bound together

I’ll wait for you

It’s not too late

by The Radical Emapth

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