I am human

Tue, 12/29/2020 - 22:08 -- 4brin

My life is politicized

Whether or not my life matters is up for debate

Yet when I speak my voice is not heard

My words are drowned out my words are blurred


To them I’m a talking point in political debates

To them I’m simply a number

I’m only a statistic used to debunk opponents

They have forgotten I am a human with many components


I am my skin color and so much more

I am a guitarist

I am a writer

I am an athlete

I am not just a stat on a paper I’m a human with a heartbeat


My life matters

My human life matters

My skin is beautiful

But they don’t care as usual  


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