You set it up
so if I’m not trapped
by your system
i’m a resident
in your prisons
told me
I wasn’t “saved”
because I wasn’t christen
categorized my thinkin'
into
bytes of “isms”
taught me how
to “listen”
When we realize that the pat on the back is actually a knife instead, what is harder to bear, the pain of the knife lodged there, or the pain of trying to remove it? As usual, you go deep poet.
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