Breaking News
More () »

Local artists share poetry and the healing power of words amid crisis

Cuyahoga County's official Poet Laureate Honey Bell-Bey and the Distinguished Gentlemen of Spoken Word are using poetry to find power over emotional trauma.

CLEVELAND — Like the iconic poet Langston Hughes, Caillou Allen is a young black man growing up in Cleveland, Ohio. Although nearly a century divides them, they share the same pain.

In a recent interview with 3News reporter Jasmine Monroe, Allen recited Hughes' poem "I, Too," originally published in 1925.

I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.

They send me to eat in the kitchen

When company comes,

But I laugh,

And eat well,

And grow strong.


I’ll be at the table

When company comes.

Nobody’ll dare

Say to me,

“Eat in the kitchen,”



They’ll see how beautiful I am

And be ashamed—

I, too, am America.

"I'm just another student another voice who has something to say about what's going on because you know I believe to be silent about in justice is to be a part of injustice," Allen said.

The recent graduate of the Class of 2020 will be heading off to the prestigious Morehouse College in the fall. A promising future shaped in part by his participation in a local poetry troupe called The Distinguished Gentlemen of Spoken Word. 

"I wouldn't have the confidence I have, I wouldn't had a sense of brotherhood, I wouldn't have leadership skills, I wouldn't have a lot of things had it not been for this group, he said."

The Gentlemen are a group of young men - ages 8 to 18, who study the art of performance poetry. They are led by Honey Bell-Bey, the official Poet Laureate of Cuyahoga County.

An accomplished performer, minister, and community leader, Bell-Bey knows firsthand the power of words.

She proudly labels herself a P.O.E.T - standing for, power over emotional trauma. Sadly, there's still more than enough of that, to go around.

"If you are human you have felt the trauma of these past couple of weeks. To see a nation at war with itself is also traumatic and so the only weapon I have been using is the weapon I always use, and that's the power of the pen." said Bell-Bey.

That power is perhaps more poignant than ever amid a growing national conversation about racial injustice.

Bell-Bey shared her most recent work, written in response to the current situation, at the end of last week.

Covid  Crisis Chaos

By Honey Bell-Bey, June, 2020

from a Minneapolis breeze……

How can you stand before God?,

when you’ve knelt on a man?

Justice for All, does that include the black man?

Can you take a life with hands still in your pocket

and the victim is still guilty on every docket

and “I cant breathe” is your aphrodisiac

“serve and protect”,

With hands behind his back?

he didn’t resist... he didn’t attack

.....His mistake.... being black, while black

Covid  Crisis Chaos 

You are likely hard-pressed not to find a person who doesn’t want peace Covid  Crisis Chaos on city streets

We need justice we need peace…these twin towers

Southern breeze bare a  strange fruit

 blood on the leaves and blood at the root

What’s the root? Get to the root of the matter

and this year humanity asks maternally, “what’s the matter?”

Premature graves and windows shatter

and no one wins the morning after

when sorrow and grief has replaced the laughter

 Covid Crisis Chaos

And this is not a situation that we can avoid

 I’ll call out the name George Floyd

call out but he had already called out for Philando Castile

and he already called out Emmett Till,

and he called for his ancestors

but the blood spills still

and a nation is crying out….. peace be still peace be still

Activist activating answers

Mothers moaning motivators

protesters poets protectors

Children crying amidst Covid Chaos Crisis

And this is not about which side of the crisis we are on,

 there can be no racial divide

no gender divide, no spiritual divide

 we are on the human race side

and I have tried……. very hard not to write about this

and subconsciously not to think about this

because there is a wailing and an aching about this

where I long for the day to pump the fist  and pound in peace like this

looking for  “Just-us”

This is our Montgomery bus

this is the Pettus Bridge, March for freedom, march  for peace

 for death and destruction to cease

Where mothers no longer grieve

And a nation listens as we cry out,

I cant breathe I can’t breathe

Triggering National grief

And Poetry’s life, so I’m not trying to be morbid,

I thought the worst thing that we would see in 2020 was Covid

but we went from Covid to crisis to chaos

National pain, national rage,

peace and justice have to be the players on the stage

I’m strange fruit, but I keeping writing a new page

When it’s not water hoses, it’s pepper spray

2020 but we’re still seeing Freddie Gray

And Tamir Rice… and Sandra Bland  and Tanisha Anderson, and Oscar Grant, and Alton Sterling and Mike Brown and  Eric Garner, and Walter Scott, and Breonna Taylor.

And this is a conversation that we cant avoid

So much bigger than Floyd

Way before communities destroyed

Way before national guard deployed

Covid Crisis Chaos 

As a nation screams for peace and just-us

And no one seems to win

These two towers, one falls, quickly follows his twin

The power of words and a moment of change, resonating with ourselves, our community and beyond.

"I think like never before not just for me but for people period is not a time to be muted. Now like never before, even when it hurts you have to write it out," said Bell-Bey.

"Poetry can unite us all, and the power of community can unite us all. And you don't have to you have to look like me, you just have to love like me, and if you love like me, that unites us all."

Before You Leave, Check This Out