Terror

Is there enough gas in the car?

Is the oil leaking?

Don’t drive too slow or fast.

Cuz’ those scared police are creeping.

Public servants don’t serve us.

At least that’s how it feels.

Every time I turn on the news another ones been killed.

All the men in my life with black skin — my son, my husband, my brother, my father.

He was one of these to someone else.

Shit makes me wanna HOLLER!

God did not give me the spirit of fear, so I’ll pray with much fervor.

Trying not to be the mother with a heart full of terror.