juneteenth in 2020 be like

niggas trynna cupid shuffle

their way to the shores

of humanity.

trynna shuck and jive

at the feet of an order

they’re already holding in the palms of their hands,

or on their backs.

but yet holds them abject, as

objects outside

the picket fence or picket line

of life

allowed to live.

and my, oh my,

that’s no way to live.