When is my time?

Patience is a virtue I always hear the saying

But patience proves to not be fire proof

Burnt from the pain of my past lives 

Burnt while being lynched for a childs eyes 

Tell me when is my time

 

When will my envy of families well off due to the skin of milk end

Tell me when is my time

When will the powers that be, belong to me, in my mind

Tell me when is my time 

When will the black rage cease, so I may be at peace

Tell me when is my time 

When will the stars and eyes of our kind align

 When the divine mind..

Awakens 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Dukesdabeats

It's so beautiful! It's deep with meaning!

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