Naomi Samuel, Pi, Spring 2016 linkedin.com/naomi-samuel IG: @naomixsamuel
Brightside, M.S. By Yesenia Ramirez
I feel the sun behind me It tells me many things It screams for me to think bigger And I do so cordially I walk through cold AC Goosebumps spike through all my words But long as the sun comes up I know I will be heard If not by all nearby Then certainly by those afar The ones in the land overseas Who were there to see the stars And so I will keep walking PARADING through my everyday Because I know what is inside Is going to find its way I am a thunderbolt You will see me strike on high! I will crash before the sun! You will recognize my cry! Do not turn the other way-It is only the sun that blinds.
I wrote this as my Corporate lullaby, and a poetic slap in the face to myself when the whiteness and singularity in Corporate America make me feel smaller than I am.” 7
