I dedicate this to the only heroes I could my universal glow reflected in
benjamin sisko, head nigga in charge in motherfucking space
for worf, baddest dude on the enterprise
looking towards that far away galaxy
I tip my hat to lando, I suppose, despite being snitchmade
And blade, that fresh cut having, katana swinging, cracker slaying, daywalker
then there’s bishop, who gave me hope we’d be in the future
Ororo, storm of my heart, goddess and queen whose reign shall never end
Sweetest Cassie
you showed me it was okay to face racism
with the fury of the beasts they say we are
I don’t care what they say, Goliath, you who roared with a voice like my fathers
you who there was no place for in the white light of day
John. Henry. Irons. Steel, like black, doesn’t crack
but like our souls it’s so very heavy
your shucking
and jiving
and cooning
brings tears to my eyes now, but zack, god damn it, you were the coolest power ranger
it was a shock to my system when you arrived, static: street wise, book smart, in the struggle
and the the blackest of the emerald knights, john stewart
my melanin rich brothers and sisters
thank you for showing a little black boy
that the world belonged to him enough
to save it
