Down to the River of Dryades and Claiborne Avenues

Written by: Towana Pierre
About: Jerome Smith

Purple and marigold feathers

Caress brilliantly luminous

Obsidian cheeks.

Beads glitter like precious

Gems on sparkling turquoise

Headdresses.

Majestic white crowns

Reach imperiously to

The heavens.

Wonder-filled eyes peer

From between jean-clad

Legs.

Vibrant colors dance

In hazel pools as

Tootie Montana’s

Melodic chants penetrate

Chocolate souls.

Jerome’s tiny feet follow along the

Time-worn banks of the

Sultry Mississippi.

Follow down Dryades to fight for integration.

Follow to the ivory guarded

Countertops where pale eyes

Shoot ice-coated daggers.

Follow to the palatial meccas of

Education where the haves prosper

And the have-nots perish.

Follow to teach the children

and make Freedom Summer last for decades.

Follow to keep culture alive

even when concrete swallows trees.

Follow to lead.