You may not like my body
But you will fall in love with my soul
Do respect just a part of me
Am not asking you to like me as a whole
Why can't you see the tears in my eyes
Those are real as God
Say that blood from my head moved you a bit
When you hit me with that iron rod
You shouted to the whole world
How a minor cut hurt you
I was not allowed to utter a word
When you slit my body into two
I was born like this
And I am proud of that
If you can't tolerate it
Whose problem is that?
You might find me ugly
But ask my loved ones how beautiful I am
I might be a lone voice now
But this is the seed of a revolution
Only this revolution will make things better
Cause,
ALL LIVES MATTER
~TallGuy
YOU ARE READING
A bit of me, a bit of you
PoetryA bit of me: Just straight from my heart, I think something and write that, set of lines coming in my mind A bit of you: Your soul searching for something, reached here and saw this, a bit of you lived with me while reading a bit of me
