Stevie's Ghana Get Outta Here (poem)

Poem in response to Stevie Wonder's recent announcement to permanently relocate from the U.S. to Ghana

“I don’t want to see my children’s, children’s children have to say ‘oh please like me, please respect me, please know that I am important, please value me’. What is that?” - Stevie Wonder on his decision to permanently relocate to Ghana.

According to science when a human is missing one of their five senses/the remaining senses are dramatically heightened/in America anti-Blackness is [sensory overload]/a full-body contact experience/ it is the hostility-laced twang in the annunciation of the hard ‘r’ in nigger/and the resounding echo of dropped bodies/it is the smell of charred churches/and the rancid whiff of tear gas/it is the curdled taste of indigestible pride/ and the flavor of blood swirling about a baton-shattered jaw/it is fingerprints on a violated body/and the vice grip of handcuffs/which is to say sight isn’t necessary/to see the mess a country has made of your kin/because your vision is clear/and seeing is believing.