Oozing Packets


Suppression and subjugation

On our conscienous fully operating


Against the grains of our humanity.


Leaving scars the hierarchy booms; blooming

Soothing none whom it's consuming

Everyday rebellions, yelling: "Fuck you!"

I'll do what I do

With no regards as to 

Those who oppose it, who I am

And how I say it.

Expression, my freedom.


Silent contributions

Only aid in the delusions of those colluding

Claiming, "The solution's been reached."

When rights, on the daily

Remain breached.

Thick, oozing packets of deceit.

The reciept, for your dignity.




This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 


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