I woke up romanced by night terrors
And aroused by trouble.
Shifting in my dreams.
Malleable to the touch.
I felt the rimples on my skin flush.
With colors painting wonders
Of things enmeshed in flames,
The burns were tingles to the nerves, I giggled.
Daylight peeked in through
And I rose in respite.
But I rose all the same.
Knowing the dreams to come,
I figured it was because of where Im from.
Asian American Political Alliance showing support for the Black Panthers, Alameda County Courthouse Oakland, CA
Taken from “Black Panthers: 1968” by Howard L. Bingham
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