POETRY BY KENDESI MOHAMMED

Poem

Zara

Written by Kendesi Mohammed

Run
Run
Run like the world is opening just for you
Chase this beautiful life
While you are young
While your smile still shines like sunrise on water
While the morning air leans in
Just to kiss your skin

Run
Run
Let the soft earth wrap your toes like an old friend
Let your feet dance with the rhythm of freedom
Let your laughter carry you
Until the whole sky feels lighter
Until your dreams call you home
And sleep holds you gently

And when the years fold around you

When life starts whispering lessons instead of shouting them
I pray you rise into yourself
I pray you rise whole

Beautiful
Fearless
Strong
Certain
Grounded

Standing in a world where love has no limits
Where respect moves through the air
Like sunlight finding every corner
Touching everything you become
Everything you hold
Everything you dare to reach for

Zara
May the world bow to the light you bring

poetry by kendesi mohammed

Without Digging

The Debt of Generations

Without Digging

Written By Kendesi Mohammed

Do we question a flower,
a rose,
the garden they sleep in,
or do we just let them be?

Do we question the Earth,
her functions,
her beauty,
or do we allow her to spin
without digging
in her depth?

Maybe I'm just dreaming
about days
where we rest
without thinking
about yesterday
or the days we were scarred.

Maybe I'm guilty
of the allegations
I jotted
when something is special.

Maybe I dream
about being awesome
without cribbing.

No King

The Debt of Generations

Without Digging

Written By Kendesi Mohammed

We stand in the streets,
voices rising, fists held high.
No crown will command us,
no throne will silence our cry.

We are not subjects,
we are not shadows,
we are the heartbeat of the people,
the pulse that refuses to bow.

No king, no tyrant,
no ruler above the law.
We demand justice,
we demand truth,
we demand freedom without flaw.

The chants echo through alleys,
through squares, through cities,
each step a statement,
each voice a warning:
We see you.
We remember.
We will not forget.

Your power is borrowed,
your crown is thin.
We are many,
you are few,
and history will remember
whose side we stood on.

No king.
No crown.
Only the people.
Only our will.
Only the fire
that cannot be tamed.

The Debt of Generations

Written By Kendesi Mohammed

Chains broken, but the scars remain.
Echoes of whips, of sorrow, of pain.
A people stolen, sold, and enslaved.
Their labor mined the wealth of graves.

We built the roads, the fields, the banks,
Our sweat and blood filling their ranks.
Every mansion, every gold-lined door
Bore the weight of what came before.

And still the debt lingers, unpaid,
Not just in coin, but in lives delayed.
Education denied, families torn,
Generations born into a world of scorn.

Reparations are more than money spent.
They are justice, truth, and government.
They are acknowledgment of what was done,
A healing path for everyone.

Not a handout, not a gift,
But recognition of a centuries long rift.
The world may turn, and time may fly,
But truth remains. It does not die.

So let the scales be balanced at last.
Let the pain of the past
Inform the future
And free the chains
That linger still.

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POETRY BY KENDESI MOHAMMED

Poem

poetry by kendesi mohammed

Without Digging

The Debt of Generations

Without Digging

No King

The Debt of Generations

Without Digging

The Debt of Generations

The Debt of Generations

The Debt of Generations

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