Blacktivist - Tamesha Morris
poetry ☆
poetry ☆
First to raise a weathered fist,
midnight iron, coal, sunlit.
Black beret, snapback brim,
Malcolm’s scowl, Assata’s grin.
Harriet’s ghost in hoodie stride,
Martin’s eyes – decolonized.
Afro pick, Huey vest,
Architect of civil unrest.
Kathleen’s cleaver - in disguise,
Crump’s briefcase of Black goodbyes.
Guttural growl, combat boots,
Voice a storm, spine a root.
March in thunder, never scared.
Fueled by fury, gold grills bared.
Call me a rebel.
Call me a beast.
Cal me a thug.
Call me a feast.
Call me an aromatic
appetizer
of American police,
raised on rhythm, fed on pain,
ancestral scars and mental chains.
Festering stain
of resistance,
Hampton’s heart,
Rosa’s persistence.
Rage reinvented
as Garvey’s ghost.
The eerie calm before Turner’s smoke.
Tamesha Morris (she/her/hers), is a Denver-based poet and storyteller whose work exposes the stories society tries to bury. Fearlessly Black and unflinching, she blends sharp rhyme, vivid imagery, and piercing insight to confront racism, power, and the myths that uphold them. Her poems dwell in the tension between comfort and discomfort, daring readers to linger, reckon, and feel. Tamesha earned a BA in English from Metropolitan State University and a Graduate Certificate in Professional Poetry Writing from the University of Denver, and she is currently pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing at Regis University.
