Wild, Beautiful, and Free

by Sophfronia Scott

I was and still am nothing but a bit of a soul in slight packaging.

We say the words we want to say and don’t care about the consequences. I know a bigger hell comes of keeping your mouth shut.

I am as I was.

“I wouldn’t want to think like white people do. If being lighter means I might see myself as better than someone else, I don’t want no part of that.”

Seemed like humans were killing humans so that humans could have the right to be humans.