T.H.U.G .L.I.F.E

To change the world, one has to imagine it first. As a political poet, it is my obligatory passion to question authority about the cyclically and evolutionized processes of slavery in America. T.H.U.G. L.I.F.E. , an acronym for The.Hate.U.Gave.Little.Infants.Fucked.Everybody, entails poetry about the optimism of slavery, and was derived from a poetry workshop in which I was instructed to begin writing a cohesive piece, as this would become useful when applying for MFA programs. From whips and chains to institutions such as schools and prisons, and through labor and culture, racism has continued its harmful legacy. In this collection, villanelles, conceits, free verse, and rhyming poetry, are intended to invoke, to leave one on edge, leaning into the chaos of America more keenly, with each use of adamant alliteration, meticulous metaphor, and punchy punch lines. Infusions of the reality of prosperity pulverized through propaganda, juxtaposed with the embrace of negative stereotypical connotations, reincarnates hope and motivation for blacks who need reminding that they are someone; while in others, T.H.U.G. L.I.F.E may reproduce revolutionized reactions and everlasting epiphanies. The goal of T.H.U.G. L.I.F.E. is to challenge legislation and attitudes by refuting silence for all time, and to encourage all black lives to aggrandize while triumphing over tragedy.