What's the point? What's the point of the fires and the snow, No longer longing to be whole, When you've giving up everything in this life, no longer getting old, What's the point? Of black love Still not being mended together in times of struggle, Have you heard? There's nothing in this world more important than a snuggle , with something chocolate skinned, The men want anything , the women want white men. What's the point? #poetry