Black Licorice

Black Licorice

A Poem by Ty
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Black Licorice

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And he said,
"I have no interest in throwing more Black genius at this question."
Black genius, Black thesis.
Story of the black sequel - innit something?
Reminiscent of a beat when the drum's thumping.

No cry of a storm.
Peeked through the weeds to see leaves lit violet,
Somehow the cold East felt vibrant and warm.

The taste of black licorice to tie a stomach in knots,
They burned down Black Wall Street,
Now east the bubbling blood in a pot.

He'll say, torn peace always inspires a song,
A neat niche, yet we feel tired and wronged.
Firing on, fighting the long reach of a government arm.

Please just acknowledge you're wrong.

© 2025 Ty


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Added on February 21, 2025
Last Updated on February 23, 2025
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