it's plain to see but just to say it these are not one big poem

I
Do I think differently when I look at another color, or my own?
Of course I do.
And I would be a hypocrite if I said otherwise.
But just because I second guess doesn't mean it's right.
Doesn't mean you can say horrible things because you think your better.
Because she looks different then you.

I didn't hear you say it and God saved you for that.
Because Bitch I would have killed you.
I would have punched you fucking lights out,
and ripped that ugly mouth off
Because of what you said.
That she should go back to her neighborhood.
Slut you should go back to the border.
After all you said you want to go back there anyways
You little Brazer Bitch.
But I don't dislike you for what color you are though other hateful, naive people do.
I loath you for your ignorance that you pretent to be too girlish to comprhend.


II

I cried when he won.
I cried for those lost.
I hate seeing them there.
Telling our friends to go die for something they don’t even understand.
Is that life so much better than being in dept.
Then working your ass off and falling on the ground.

Not under it with no love ones to mourn you
when your in other world.
Will they remember you,
The ones who sign the bill.
The ones who decided our fate.

I call, outraged at their stupidity and their gull.
Morn not just for the lost of life but for the lost of freedom
from this kingdom we call home.


III

There’s a buzzing in my head that I can't get away.
I yell at it to leave
but they keep bringing it back.

is it rage? anger? hate?
I can not say.

I cry myself to sleep when I cant sleep at all.
my life seems so lonely but I wont let it go away.
"Sometime being a Bitch is all a woman has to hold on too"

is that right mother?
you never taught me that but it sounds pretty right to me.

Can't I live like the others? can't I be a slut too?
A two face little whore or a whining ugly monster?

I have confidence to scream and aggravate,
No life with love and peace,
I hide behind my mask to keep myself safe;
I'll leave this life alone,
not like I entered it.



IV

I'm falling into down a spiral of light and lines
blackness in the abyss just out of reach I can's grasp
the bars that hold the spiral together
Yet still I fall and never look up
because the bottom is to intriguing
I can't leave the blues and whites behind
The universe must be behind or beyond it
cause I'm falling and these never any going back


poem © by Lin M.L.



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