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Justice

the court once had mammies,
now I see my Momma
with all due respect,
Congratulations, Your Honor

We in the room now!
We are in a room, how…
it should be
This day is an expectation,
of what it could be
when all Men
and Women
are seen as,
treated like,
believed in,
the same
March 4, 1789- April 7, 2022,
233+ years and one bit of change,
until today
“But what about…”,
I dare you say!
because there was nothing supreme about it,
just a prolific scheme undoubted
there’d be no blanc supremacy without it

Wait.
this moment is for Mrs. Jackson,
Justice Kentanji Onyika Brown Jackson,
The First Black Woman Justice,
since you’re asking
and if you’re not,
You should
because now every little colored girl knows
that she could
and that she should
Be what-in-the-world-ever-she-chooses
like we’ve waited all this time
for this moment
and we will use it
to add voice and light
to add choice and right
to rejoice and FIGHT

the court once had mammies,
now I see my Momma
With all due respect,
Congratulations, Your Honor.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

Feelings…


I no longer have feelings…
my feelings have me
hostage to not having control,
and forced to let things be

My feelings have me convinced
that I deserve to cry
I don’t deserve the guilt and shame,
I don’t deserve to die

I’ve feelings for my past abide
was it right that I maintained?
I longed for a numbness to decide
if I should ever change

the hurt and having no remorse
the habits of walking away
the reservations for possibility
the having of nothing to say

Feelings feel like nothing I’ve felt
and I am fraught with feeling fear
don’t know how to control so much,
that one feeling is clear

I’ve felt for more than otherwise
but I was stupid in my feels
because I ignored my honest truth
in my attempts to let me heal

and my feelings took that control,
convinced me to protest
so I found retreat in darkened states
to hide a heart I could not protect

running was my sound resort
even neglecting to stop for air
letting all the pain be breeze behind
I couldn’t feel what wasn’t there

until it caught up with me and fought
as fast as I’d ever seen
before I’d know anything better
I wouldn’t know what to believe

a tingle, a touch, a tear, at a time
soon enough I’d be willing to see
that the life I’d spent knowing so sure
was in fact a life nothing like me

this was the truth that had me bound
coerced into facing a mirrors eye
submerged inside of a sterile hope
that nothing was ever worth the try

because feelings have but such a life
and expire like words unmeant to say
Yet here I was pretending to not care
but harboring care in every way

the penultimate threat was love
I distasted her once, or twice before
the pendulum swinging stuck in line
with a hatred I had for knowing more

I evolved into a mess of sorts
a sensitive version of broken man
in dire need of recompense
or at least another chance

Because,

I no longer have feelings…
my feelings have me
hostage to not having control,
and forced to let things be.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet





We Still Niggers…


we still niggers
to those that won’t ever see us
no other way
but as descendants
of their heroes slaves

we still niggers
and our freedom’s won’t see light
of better days
just litigated terms
and slogan for campaign

we still niggers
that’ll never be
anything but
and forever nothing to them,
no matter what

we still niggers
sound and symbiotic suffer
living up to the low they expect
surrendering proper,
as their God says we must

we still niggers
not worth the acknowledgment
of our astonishment
being the market and the product
with no actual accomplishment

we still niggers
that accepted being nigger
spelled and pronounced different
like there was really difference,
no nigger, there isn’t.

we still niggers
because founding and forefathers
decided
that in order for them to be,
we couldn’t

we still niggers
that keep looking
for somewhere else to be
some place other than this
and we shouldn’t.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

Moments Are…


Moments are meant to be
more than
more than important
well-worded afterthoughts,
afterwards
and sorted
into thoughts and feelings
of grace and gratitude,
conduits of attitude
and appropriate
for smiling
for creating more…

Moments are for love
reserved for lovers
of all things lovable,
especially hurts
because hurts are
what make love real
and real love is a moment
a moment that is most important
and worth every bit
of every cost
of every iota
that has to be tolled
for the story to be told

Moments are real
however unexplainable
no matter how much proof
and still within the realm of
perspective
and the neglect it takes
to be belief
and sustainable
and achieved as good
or bad with lessons attached
and batched into psychosis
of an ever so consistent optimism
of routine,
of constantly going
through

Moments are the worst way
to experience trauma
and to know regret
or let have power
because they’ll devour you
and over time
are hard to forget
and let go of
and gain forgiveness for
or have access to,
once they’ve been missed

Moments are the reason
that we endure
that we take our time
to breathe,
to grieve
for being sure
and overcompensating
indulging in mediocre absolutism’s
this altruistic clarity that designs
defines
our leaves
gives us things
like clarity.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

In the End


yesterday i had no fear
today i have regret
tomorrow shows no remorse
in the end i won’t forget

yesterday i lived
today i think too much
tomorrow doesn’t even matter
in the end was not enough

yesterday i prayed
today i proposed
tomorrow is not promised
in the end i should have chose

yesterday i imagined
today i was hesitant
tomorrow won’t recognize
in the end was no evidence

yesterday i liked
today i loved
tomorrow i will remember
in the end i was

yesterday was important
today means that much more
tomorrow is an opportunity
in the end that might occur

yesterday might have taught
today i surely learned
tomorrow i’ll know better
in the end i had my turn

yesterday was for discovery
today is my decide
tomorrow will be different
in the end i’ll be defined

yesterday i had no fear
today i have regret
tomorrow shows no remorse
in the end i won’t forget

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

Daddy (‘s) Issues


You have always been
the sun to me
my reason being
extraordinary
a destiny
not one bit unclean

I always wanted to
get to know you
follow you
be under you
be around you
have you proud of me

I never saw the empty bottles
nor the empty promises
nor the bags filled with regret
that you hoarded
and never forgot
like you tried to un-remember me

I thought the smell of Kool 100’s
and Old English
and outside
was independence
and unapologetic proudness
and normal

Your silence
and slow walk
and nonconforming energy
and no talk
was matter of fact and course,
and an awe inspiring force

I only saw your big feet
and big hands
and that you were tall,
everything man
an opportune example,
a chance that I could too

You had it easy
with me
You could have said
anything
and I would have believed
that every word was true

because that’s what a father…
means to you.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet


Confident

I’ve said some things

that meant nothing

to anybody but me

but I believed

and thought differently

even being,

quite ridiculously

succinct

consistently

all the while,

pretending

to see

the something that it all means

even when no one thought

that I would be,

anything

or at this point,

eventually

for as much as to be said…

Here’s the thing:

I knew.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers

@seethepoet

Until We Equal One…


It’s no different
that I listen
when you cry out your eyes

just my system
to pay attention
to what you hold deep down inside

make no mention
the all you’ve been through
made you just the way you are

who wants perfect
it’s not worth it
If it’s hiding all your scars

I know better
than to love you
like you’ve once been loved before

how dare you settle
for another ever
when you desire so much more

coping methods
searching desperate
for a reason to be held

using leverage
just a weapon
that’s the secret that you tell

it’s not meant to lie
this reason being
instead of baring all you can

what is happy
having not been hurt,
and giving one more chance

you want yours
I want you
there is much that must be done

making sure
to do the math
until we equal one.

-see

©️2022 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethpoet







Re-Pair-Ed… [POEM]

i remember wanting you
and nothing else
until you hurt me
now nothing helps
to bring you back to life
from the dead to me you are
and i still love you
but i’m reminded by this scar
that has healed so well
and you’re beautiful as a memory
the ugly things you did
aren’t even worth remembering
but serve as a lesson love leaves
so that i can try again
instead of feeling ways
how about we just not be friends
i’ll still hope for you the best
and even pray you live your truth
i don’t see our time as wasted
your presence gave me proof
that work is more than words
and action must be real
your apologies meant me nothing
but to keep me standing still…

Damn i remember wanting you
i thought that would be enough
until i found true love in myself,
so there is no need for us.

-see

©2018 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet