Life
And all its iniquities
Pales only in comparison to its complexities
We as a people,
Marred by certain deficiencies
That highlight our wonts and tendencies
In an effort to escape the wrong impression, please
Allow me to explain
From birth, since infancy
My skin, my nose,
My heritage has limited me
In the home of the brave and
The land of the less than free
The Silence
Is so loud, that my eardrums bleed
silence
So deafening, I can hear the pins drop
Three
Three seconds is all it took
To criticize me
Find me guilty of all crimes
Locked away, no keys
The worst transgression
I’ve committed one atrocity
The unmitigated gall to question our hypocrisy
This thing we hold dear,
But pervert to no end, you see
A farse, this cabaret called HISTORY
Two perspectives have gone ignored
Conspicuously
I thought stories had three sides
But maybe that’s just me…
This false recollection of the past has one aim,
I believe
To ensure the powers that be
Are bolstered by our complacency
Lack of awareness of our potential
This fake decree
Of limited resources
Makes us crustaceans
Crab mentality
Keeping each other down
So vile and relentlessly
Farfetched is the notion
We’ll one day escape or flee.
To be continued.
