Forcibly and Against Her Will

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a woman knows her body, a woman's choice, art is activism, forcibly and against her will, HB 481, heartbeat bill, women's rights

Call me old fashioned but I still believe A WOMAN’S DECISION is a woman’s decision.

I mean, how can the same idiots that oppose Affordable Health Care impose bill in the best interest of women?

Are we supposed to forget Georgia has the highest maternal mortality rates in the United States?

I mean, how could the same state that put educators in prison possibly care about fetal life? When are we gonna talk about juveniles being sentenced as adults in this state?

Don’t worry we’ll Reclaim Georgia by electing delegates that actually confer with the constituent body.

Question: How do you suppose we #endrapeculture while legislation is being forced to take hold of a woman’s body?

I don’t understand why the State of Georgia wants control of a woman’s body…

Does anyone else see the elephant in the room?

Can’t you see, they’re stripping “the rights” right off of women? How long must ye pretend to turn a blind eye?!

How’d we’d let these weak men legislate rape? Why isn’t the LIFE Act considered as a form of forcible rape? I mean, Kemp just signed a bill to coerce consent of a woman’s body!

My poemsvarevnot poems…
and I say that to say: May the words “Forcibly and Against Her Will” resound throughout the room.

But don’t mind me, I just tend to think rape occurs when the victim may be legally incapable of consent…
Then again, who am I to ponder historical legal definitions, the police shoot and kill people that look like me on Facebook Live and the grand jury seems to always find a way to turn a blind eye.

–@StevieStreets #womensrights / #artisactivism #poem | Forcibly and Against Her Will

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When Did Rape Culture Become Pop Culture?

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a woman knows her body, a woman's choice, art is activism, forcibly and against her will, HB 481, heartbeat bill, women's rights

Right wing fanatics have no regard for WOMENS RIGHTS!

When we gonna talk about how the idiots behind the hashtag i am the pro-life generation are staunch proponents of mass incarceration?

I mean, how did we put A WOMAN’S DECISION in the same hands that write tough on crime laws and death penalty legislation?

We can’t even get the GOP to talk sensibly about gun reform yet they expect me to believe HB481 should be used to determine life?!

If you ask me why this heartbeat bill breaks my heart, I will ask you: Where is your regard for life when women are raped?

How does Ed Setzler (and the Republicans who campaigned on conservative values) plan to eradicate the State of Georgia’s sex trafficking epidemic?

When did A WOMAN’S CHOICE become pandemic? When you gonna see we need more euthenics and less eugenics?

I guess anything goes but Kavanaugh is still a nah; I don’t understand how a man accused of rape was not recused from the Supreme Court Justice of the United States.

When did rape culture become pop culture? This can’t be America!

Then again, we let a man who alluded to sexual assault become President of the United States of America.

Sometimes I wonder: Why do assault rifles get more support than survivors of sexual assault in America?

How does “a state that values life” impinge the toughest abortion bill in the country?

Is it me – or did the LIFE Act kill the morale of women throughout the country?

My poems are not poems…
And I say that to say: I jus’ wanted to illustrate how I stand with those that want to Reclaim Georgia and draw attention to the state with the highest maternal mortality rate in the country.

–@StevieStreets #awomanknowsherbody #poem | When Did Rape Culture Become Pop Culture?

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Too wOke for The American Dream

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a woman's choice, art is activism, cdc, flint water crisis, hurricane katrina, marijuana justice act, nbc, schools not prisons, social justice, war on drugs

i’m too wOke for the american dream…
if they ain’t tryna kill us, they’re tryna turn us to feigns.
the country’s divided without the wall and it ain’t got nothing to do with skin color; stay wOke my brother, it’s all about capitalist green.
all i know is: the walls are closing in on trump and it’s getting hard to overlook the walls of justice as tough on crime proponents push to legalize green.
how am i supposed to care about your opioid crisis or your medical excuse for drug use when your prisons are filled with my brothers and sisters that tried to scale the walls of justice with triple beam dreams?

when we gonna talk about the unbalanced scale of justice or how the war on drugs mandate fostered the most horrific holocaust to date?
i don’t understand how conservatives are so pro-life when it comes to a woman’s decision yet so tolerant to our brothers and sisters being buried alive in prisons.
why should i worry about a wall at the mexico border, when our brothers and sisters in flint, michigan have been left out to dry amid food deserts and lead-contaminated water?

flint can’t drink tears or well wishes;
my heart is heavy; first they flooded our neighborhoods with drugs then they bombed they levees.
the flint water crisis is biological warfare!
why the cdc put a patent on the ebola virus?
these white supremacists (oops i meant biochemists) have been killing us off for years.

when we gonna talk about the mass murderers that manufactured aids and hiv?
i wonder why they ain’t want bill cosby to purchase nbc.
why we can’t get states to mandate the marijuana justice act before they legalize dispensaries?
i don’t wanna see the world up in smoke while my brothers and sisters with drug convictions are still sitting in penitentiaries.
so no! i don’t care to hear how medical marijuana stops your children from having seizures; f’ you and your legislative bill, last time i checked: our communities are still paying the price of your stop and frisk seizures.

–@StevieStreets #artisactivism #poem | Too wOke for The American Dream

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Since We’re Talking (Let’s Talk About The Talk)

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art is activism, black lives matter, police killings, social justice, the talk

Around the time when children learn their ABC’s,
Kids that look like me learn how to survive The New Jim Crow.

I remember when my Grandmother told me:
“Grandson you can’t be outside playing with no toy gun!”

She always feared them boys in blue would come through and shoot me for playing with a toy gun.

I remember learning about police killings while the neighborhood children were playing in the snow.

I remember when my Grandmother told me:
“Look at me boy. And pay close attention.
I know you are young, gifted, and black
But to them
You will always FIT THE DESCRIPTION.”

O how the fear in her eyes pierced my soul…
She feared when I let my hair grow.
She feared when I wore a hoodie.

I remember wondering:
Why is that Black Children can’t wear a ski mask when it’s cold?
Why are Black Men considered militant when we let our hair grow?
How they don’t mistake the white kids for hoodlums when they wear a hoodie?

Yet what I remember most about talking with my Grandmother was her affinity for her people…
Always dressed in black.
Always ALL THE POWER TO THE PEOPLE.
I remember the little lady that never took no shorts.
I remember the little lady that taught me to dream BIG.
I remember her wise words.
I remember her convictions.

I remember how Grandma would speak life unto me,
But for the life of me,
I can’t remember discussing the birds and the bees.
Yet I remember “The Talk.”

I remember self-care over welfare…
Nah, I don’t remember the birds and the bees.
Yet I remember many Talks.

O Grandma
I remember when you said:
“In the sixties, over 70% of the world’s dope fiends lived right here in New York.”

I now understand what you meant when you said they’d rather see us dead, addicted, or imprisoned.

Thank you for demanding that I take command of the language
And thirst knowledge.
Who knows who I’d be if you didn’t feed my poetic diction.

My poems are not poems…
My moral compass guides me to draw attention to social injustice, systemic racism, and other afflictions.

–@StevieStreets #historyheritageandhumanities #poem | Since We’re Talking (Let’s Talk About The Talk)

Black Lives Matter, Still

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art is activism, black lives matter, black youth, emmett till, mamie till, peaceful protest

We’d like to take a moment to pay homage to the life of Emmett Till…

Sixty-three years later we’re chanting Black Lives Matter still?!

Peace to the mothers that had to bury a son.

Peace to the photographer that captured the harrowing image of a stoic Mamie Till peering at her son.

When will the impunity enjoyed by Make America Great Again extremists come to an end?

Why do tough on crime conservatives fail to prosecute when the plaintiff has pale skin?

It’s been sixty-three years to date and America continues to fail the Black Youth.

Peace to the Emmett Till Generation and organizations that empower the Black Youth.

Let us never forget brother Emmett nor the brothers and sisters slain neath the blind eye of society.

Question: How can one afford a peaceful protest, while our brothers and sisters are dying violently?

–@StevieStreets #artisactivism #poem | Black Lives Matter, Still

Hello, 9-1-1

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art is activism, black buying power, black lives matter, i'm calling the police, racial profiling

Hello, 9-1-1, I – SEE – BLACK – PEOPLE…
I thought we were making America great again.
I’M NOT RACIST… but, I’m not comfortable with that color of skin.
Hello, 9-1-1; I feel threatened, I see Black People.

What do you mean they did nothing wrong? They’re Black!
I think they’re taking this equal rights and justice for all thing a little too far.
Certainly, you can check their ID for warrants or escort them out in handcuffs and let them loiter in your patrol car?!
I have every right to call the police on innocuous people of color; I’m not racist… but, I thought we were taking our country back.

QUIT YOUR SH*T AMERICA,
What the… [What?!] are you thinking?!

White-Privilege has racial profiling trending,
Let that sink in.

The racial overtones are loud and clear
And the make america great again undertones are seething.

When my people commence to apprehend the value of BLACK BUYING POWER,
BLACK LIVES MATTER will really matter.

We gotta hit these bigots in the wallet;
We believe in God,
They believe, In God We Trust,
And those are two totally different matters.

Dear Black America:
Collectively, we’re like an open hand,
United we’re like a clenched-fist, we can no longer afford to stand at opposite hands;
For those that understand…
We need Moor Banks,
If you strike the shepherds, the sheep will scatter,
We need to elect Moor District Attorneys and lobby behind our Lawmakers,
If we expect to rectify these matters.

–@StevieStreets #artisactivism #poem | Hello, 9-1-1

Basquiat

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art is activism, basquiat, hands up don't shoot, police brutality, public stir

Way before social media echoed “HANDS UP! DON’T SHOOT!,”
Basquiat illustrated “HANDS UP! DON’T SHOOT!”

Way before the Black Lives Matter Movement drew attention to police brutality,
Basquiat painted pictures of police brutality.

That was New York… 1980’s;
I just wanted to take a moment to say #ArtIsActivism…
yet they try to blur the lines
by telling you there’s a fine line between creative and crazy.

Maybe Basquiat was ahead of his time…
Maybe that black father didn’t lose a daughter…
Maybe that black mother didn’t lose a son…
Maybe those black children didn’t lose a friend…
Maybe Beyoncé and Kendrick Lamar helped them see Black Lives Really Matter…
Maybe they’ll stop white washing the news…
Maybe my vivid imagination has tainted my views…
Maybe Marvin didn’t literally mean brother, when he sang: brother, brother, brother; there’s far too many of you dying…
Maybe; when I see footage of police brutality, my eyes are lying…
Maybe the black community painted the elephants in the room…
Maybe I let my creativity get the best of me…
Maybe I should stop painting with words…
Maybe I’m just dabbing on my Jean-Michel…
Maybe I’ve just arrived at crazy.

–@StevieStreets #homage | from THE BLACK LIVES MATTER COLLECTION: Basquiat

Banksy

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art is activism, eye-catching epigrams, graffiti, public stir, visual wordplay

Nobody knows when,
nobody knows where… Banksy –
strikes again. #StreetArt!

–@StevieStreets #homage | from THE IMPRESSIONIST COLLECTION: Banksy