Fire and Water written by J.V. Stanley & A.N. Ramey

J.V. Stanley & A.N. Ramey Fire and Water
Two lifelong poets, sisters, and best friends have fused together to bring you a variety of poems designed to melt the heart and inspire the soul. Separated for a time and coming back together stronger than ever they proudly present, "Fire and Water." The poems touch upon the earthly and otherworldly cares, delving into the complexities of the soul through the various trials faced through love, heartache, and everything in between. Join them on their journey through the dark and into the light. Travel with them through the gauntlet of poetic life with its obstacles at every turn. Each challenge they faced, however, paved the way for them to step forward with fierce determination and ever present love. Their poetry is mostly free-verse, but touch upon various forms such as the Kyrielle, Harrishma Rhyme, the Italian Sonnet, Etheree, and Twin Etheree.
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Why are we mad?

Why are we mad?

Rip Trayvon Martin I just hope we all are screaming this for the same reason... Death doesn't discriminate we all owe him a hello

So I ask why are we
mad?

We as in all
who's fleshed
is blessed by the
haunting of my
darkened color
skin... Our actions
justify the theft of
life we say okay to
those who share
this rich complexion

we praise he
who murders
until the life
taken is one
you considered
a brother... now
heartbreak stains your
face you may have shared
the same mother... Every
other day the media screaming
look they killing one
another and you
pretended to be death until
the threat wasn't a brother

So again I ask why are
we mad?.... Ill wait..

I'm mad because
this case has built
a cage for your attention,
only because the accused
race your televisions was forced
to mention, black on black crime
is "normal" I guess routine
has most y'all care on suspension
yesterdays killings you ignored
but today your screaming gun
prevention

Never will I imply
what Zimmerman did
wasn't wrong just make sure
next time your brother kills
his brother your singing
this same song... Make sure
them new shoes Dr. King died
for us to wear isn't torn before
their worn, He has us walking
in the right direction but "we"
continue to portray violence
as the means to why were
born

Why are we mad?

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