“CHECKMATE” | A Poem by J. A. Faulkerson

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THE TIMES THAT WE LIVE IN

Require moments of reflection

Temporary pause to consider

Historical inflections

We weren’t born

To be enslaved by the naysayer, the other

We all were made in His image

To be sister, brother

THE TIMES THAT WE LIVE IN

Cause us to doubt our place

Wanting to be citizens of this country

Not members of a specific race

Don’t get me wrong

Beautiful is the color black

But when they confine us to a color

They’re suggesting we lack

THE TIMES THAT WE LIVE IN

No reason to spat

Kindness, civility

A tip of the hat

Compassion and love

Should be the basis of our interactions

Making additions to the family

Not senseless subtractions

THE TIMES THAT WE LIVE IN

A call to make it right

Neighbor helping neighbor

Overcoming our collective plight

Don’t allow the naysayers

To call Black History CRT

Unite with enlightened others

Demand racial amnesty

THE TIMES THAT WE LIVE IN

A perpetual game of chess they play

Enough of this nonsense

It’s not the bed I wish to lay

By working together,

More can be great

Proclaim to the naysayers,

“Checkmate!”

Copyright 2024, Jeffery A. Faulkerson. All rights reserved.

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