Still the same

Still evolving

Still walkin on sunshine

Still highly melanated

Django Jane

Still in Wakanda

Still living in that pride

Still considering bridges

Still wondering if fools build barriers or if people who have been burned enough are just being cautious

Women are integral to infrastructure, baby, still

 

Still givin’ Drake his props

Still ain’t watchin Detroit

Still like, who gone carry a gun to school

Still appalled

Still mourning

Still can’t believe we’re havin that conversation

It’s still propoganda

Still a lost people, but

Steel ain’t stolen, it’s captured

 

Still honoring my father and my mother

Still winnin

Still ridin down the interstate in a sun shower, listening to Billy Preston and Syreeta

Still a setup for a come back

Still got it goin on

Still ego trippin– nikki giovanni

Still I Rise– Maya Angelou

Stilltryintokillthepoem

 

Still a moral to the story

Still about the south

Still relevant up there cause there’s

still a need

Still becoming

Still seeing myself through orange clay and metallic bronze

I see the sand is still burnin

Rites of passage