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Scroll, Scroll, Scroll

  • Writer: One TwentyOne
    One TwentyOne
  • Apr 30
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 9

By Keeley Bernard


People die,

mothers cry,

but I scroll, scroll, scroll


Fires burn,

tornadoes turn,

but I scroll, scroll, scroll


A nation suffers,

could try to help each other,

but I scroll, scroll, scroll


Feels unreal,

I forget how to feel,

because I scroll, scroll, scroll




About the Author


Keeley Bernard, Tuskegee University


Keeley Bernard is a senior double majoring in English and mathematics at Tuskegee University. She is a 2024–2025 HBCU White House Scholar, a Tuskegee University Presidential Scholar, and an Alvin Blount Scholarship recipient. She hopes to one day become an HBCU president, working to address educational inequalities and give back to the communities that have given her so much, including Mother Tuskegee.

 
 
 

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