i used to look at the sky
and fall in love with the depth and perception of people who lived there
but im brave enough to face it now
that same sky was the last thing seen through shutting eyes and a fogged mind
1134 people in one year
1134 young black americans murdered by our law enforcement
that same sky was the last thing 29 black transgender woman saw as they were shot, stabbed, and burned alive inside of their cars
1,130 gay, lesbian, and bisexual individuals murdered in a year
and so many more assaulted
threatened,
and provoked
maybe one day, ill be included in that 1,130
but i am lucky enough to know i wont ever be in the 1134
or the 29
and i will use my privilege to scream as loud as i am able that i will not stand up to honour a country that takes the lives of my brothers and sisters
and asked to be respectful to those who have died in our country as you parade around on our day of remembrance
your memory is selective
and i have no respect for that
YOU ARE READING
some questions id ask my creator about the sun the moon and my place in between
Poetrysome poetry. some common themes are, DID (dissociative identity disorder, the spilt in someones identity which causes them to alter between multiple other identities. more formal term for multiple personalities.) religion (i am not religious, the ma...
