I Agree (to my slain giants and amazons)

I Agree

(dedicated to the memories of all of the slain boys and girls who may really have been giants and amazons)

I want to agree

With that fear of Black skin / as weapon

Such that unarmed teens are slaughtered

In American streets for centuries /

For today

When a murdering officer claims that

His Unarmed target was superhuman/

And that his bullets just bounced right off that Boy/

I want to think that maybe he was right to be afraid of that Boy

That Superhuman black boy

That Iron Man of a black boy

That titanium-skinned black boy

I want to agree.

I want to agree

With that sentiment that Black-women/

Need to be more careful with all their

Ass/Class/Jazz

When Black-girls are grabbed / raped

Because assailants just couldn’t control themselves/

It might just be our own fault

We got that Sookie Stackhouse fairy blood/

Them Jezebel hips / that Isis fire

We are the origins of the Medusa

Raped by the gods (the small ‘g’ gods that are men)

Defiled

Yes, even by our OWN men

From Cosby to Kelly, Cee-Lo to the fake Rick Ross

Beheaded

Because they cannot control themselves

They call us Monster

Claim our gaze turns men to stone /

How else can they purport to not feel anything

As they violate us / subdue us with drugs

They cannot control themselves because

We are so fucking desirable

I want to agree

I want to tell our children that

They are hunted down and murdered

For being X-Men

Everyone wants to be one of the X-Men

But no one wants to be ex’d /

Marked / Targeted

No professor X / just Malcolm’s

By Any Means Necessary

Like the X-Files/

I Want to Believe

That we are the chosen people

We are the sleeping giant

And we should be feared

They should be afraid.

I’m inclined to agree.

M. Shelly Conner

11/25/14