defiance
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If I were an angel, I would have been Lucifer. Not for the darkness or the rebellion, but for the light I once held and the questions that burned within.
Sotto il ponte a Del Rio sono fermi, bloccati, appostati, accerchiati
Ammucchiati migliaia di migranti Haitiani, non Ucraini
My DEFIANCE of Compliance Is A Poetic Science... !!!
So REJECTS TYRANTS Who Seem To Be Reliant...
On Embracing VIOLENCE Instead of Environments...
Where PEACE And SILENCE Deal In KINDNESS... !!!
If my fate is written in the stars,
then never shall I look to the sky.
No part of this universe
can tell me who I am,
can tell me what I am.
Like schroedingers cat
The tank top strap you’re looking at
Wondering if it’s a bra or something far less scandalous
Is simultaneously both
Outcast
pitiless
pariah
crawling on my knees,
beating my breast
moaning
" mea culpa."
The crowd would love that-
a spectacle.
( or if not love, tolerate.)
But no,
I hated you
I did
You were loud and boisterous
you wanted to be beautiful
you wanted to be liked
your first day of school at a predominantly white elementary school
you looked for someone
Chocolate girl, love your skin
Amber glow radiates from within
Your blackness, of which others are ashamed
Is your refusal to conform or be the same
Music tells a story
Just because you stop listening
doesn’t mean it ends
Others hear the words
the ones you deny
Though to you it may only be noise
I am not what you say I am!
The bane
Existence unworthy...
Function unneeded...
Purposeless, worthless...
You throw your sickness upon me!
But I have not faltered entirely
I’m sick of this world
this is not my legacy
this is not my dream
this is not my everything
this is not what it seems
Sick of division, powered by ambition
Brushed into a corner from their social superstition
What's your favorite color, boy?
White girls are who he enjoys
Therefore I'm not worthy of his attention
its a world hidden behind
the appearance of intertwind
shinanigans and crime
i aplogize i didnt mean to rhyme
see its not just fun and games
to get their names
One day, my shoulders will give inDefiance will admit defeat, and they willDrop, like theBone-weary man wrapped around himself, shivering in the cold.
They call me the actress Because I like to speak I’m wild and daring Not calming or meek But beneath this blonde hair dye Stage make-up of rose Are thoughts much more deep Than what people suppose I see my own faults Though you would never guess I
I’d like to imagineI can still feel the sting
of the day she let go;clipped my wings with a word and said, Fly.
I’d like to imagineI can wax lyrical and triumphant
one more night;
Beat me with your tiger stripesIf I do as you say isWRONGPush me to the starving pointWhen my fear was nearlyGONERake me upI am decaying leavesNever leave me beEnslave me and my siege
Please, tell me what you have planned
For me
Tell me how
You know me
Better than I know me.
Please, tell me more
Tell me more
Guide me down the
Path
That is right for
