closed window by Dion Hines
 

Heavenly Gifts by Phillip Simmons Jr.


The Sky has her favorites

Sure she is spread evenly across the world

Everlasting and Effervescent.

But the waxing crescent has chosen its favorite.

Black boys shine blue under moonlight

Once creatures of the Day

Striding proud and strong

Now shunned and scarred

We have become lovers to the Night.

Once the Sky lets her dark hair down

We play in it

Some lay in it

The Night is filled with possibility

Creation

Liberation

Relaxation

These are her gifts.

Black boys shine blue under moonlight

Some vanish into the Night

Never to return

Some become shadows and hide in her light

Safe from those who wish we’d burn.

The Sky has her favorites

Sure she is spread evenly across the world

Lustrous and Lovely

But we all know who shines when it’s sunny.

Black girls glisten under the shining Sun

Once creatures of the Night

Safe and serene

Now sacrificed and scared

We have become workers of the Day

Once the Sky curls her hair

We head to work

Some put on their pearls

The Day is warm with wisdom

Ambition

Fruition

Definition

These are her gifts.

Black girls glisten under the shining sun

Some work the whole Day

Building their lives

Some have it their way

Basking in her light.

The Sky has its favorites, but we are her people

Day or Night

Fun or Fright

She reigns and remains our forever guiding light.