- I Keep Coming Home
- Seeing Us Clearly
- And Even If We Aren't Believed
- Love and White Supremacy
- The Lie of White Supremacy
- The Absence of Clarity
- Free Thought
- Whole Healing
- We Owe You Nothing
- White Feelings
- Black Lives Matter (Unequivocally)
- Reclaiming Consistency
- States of Shine
- He Took A Knee (Poetry Video)
- Black and Brilliant
- "Hold Some Back For Me" (#AlittleSomethinMakeda)
- Give Me Seeds (Support Sara's Writing)
- Welcome to Our Paradigm
- When They Silence Our Grief
- Standing in My Grief
- The Lie Is Loud
- That's Not a Compliment, That's White Supremacy
- Kinky Curls
- Truth Telling
- Life Lives to Love
- Loving Black People
- Where Our Power Lives
- Listen to Your Body
- My Boundaries Teach You How To Love Me
- Righteous Anger VS Entitled Anger
- Hypocrisy Made Evident (#NoBanEver)
- How We See Ourselves
- Untitled Track: Thoughts on Being Human, Etc
- Black Girl Rise (Poetry Video)
- Free Soul (Lyric Video) and EP Release!
- It Is Time for America -- To BECOME.
- If He Gets to Be President (Music Video Release)
- This is a Message for Black Women
- He Took A Knee
- The Inhumanity of White Supremacy
- I Believe That Love Will Win
- I'll Say It How I Want To EP Announcement!
- Meet Makeda!
- Shine Time
- I UNAPOLOGETICALLY Center Myself
- On White Leaders Who Dehumanize Black People
- A Space for Me
- Black History is Human History, Human History is Black History
- Begin Worthy
I keep coming home to the fact that we aren’t alone. That our truths, our actions, our dreams, are carried on the waves of those who came before us. I keep coming home to the love in my heart and the fire it wields. I keep coming home to the voice of my spirit, the call of my Ancestors, the love that is life. I keep coming home to the fact that our power exists entirely in and of us.
Trigger Warning: Reference to Assault. The last few weeks have been a nonstop avalanche of triggers and trauma. This is a lot to hold - it’s a lot to witness, and it’s a lot to contend with. I keep coming back to the invisibility of it all. The act of assault renders one invisible and that harm is reactivated by a culture that insists on not seeing any of this. A culture that embraces erasing, minimizing, and denying the pervasiveness of it all.
We see you Trading your compassion for your “power” Trading your humanity To sustain the lie that everything’s okay To sustain the lie that you are holding it together But we see you broken Unfeeling in this Concealing with this Acting out your wounds Unleashing your pain How small must you be That you would build victories On the backs of victims How small must you be That you would refuse to see us
I resonate with the idea that there are two primary forces in this world - fear and love. But I take issue with the fact that this idea doesn’t hold space for complexity. It doesn’t speak to power imbalances and oppression, micro-aggressions and systemic harm. It doesn’t speak to the status quo and the people who perpetuate it. You can feel their fear — but fear itself does not explain their actions.
White supremacy is a lie. It’s entire existence relies on the belief of itself. White supremacy relies on white people hating, distrusting and dismissing us so much that you fail to notice that the act of doing so has given you nothing. You remain without peace or true prosperity. You are no more safe than the rest of us. Not really. You may not be gunned down in your own apartment but the destruction of the Earth, of the Earth’s resources, of the humanity within you — leaves you without safety and security, too.
There are moments where my clarity is brilliant. Where who I am, and what I’m here to do, shines through so undeniably that I have no choice but to take action, and step forward, and keep moving with overwhelming optimism. And there are moments where confusion finds me. Where insecurity finds me. Where doubts find me. Where other people’s projections find me. Where the space between visions and present realities find me.