Celebrating Bethlehem's Southside Culture
“The American Dream” I woke up today in the dark… Where other people’s words were clouding my judgement… Where every mirror was either blacked out or shattered… To them my wounds don’t matter as long as they can keep their stature… I WOKE UP TODAY… IN THE DARK.. I couldn’t feel my heart..beat As I…
“RYDA” Spoken Word Performance “RYDA” Lyrics I’m Rydin, I’m Rydin, I’m Rydin, I’m Ghost (Aye) Where I’m going? No one knows I’m Rydin, I’m Rydin, I’m Rydin, I’m Ghost (Aye) Where I’m going? No one knows I’m Rydin, I’m Rydin, I’m Rydin, I’m Ghost (Aye) Where I’m…
“To be black in America right now is a wound. Nothing seems to exactly describe the pain in my lower back, my chest, blooming between my lungs, hanging so, so heavy in my heart. My grief is miles deep, ancestral deep. I think of my father, my brother, my sister. I think of both of…