Letter
                by
                           letter

typed
to drown in       a
                                     sea
                                                       of
other's letters
voices
                                     drowning
can
you
hear
them

Moving forward
burning inside
as a witness to the heartbreaking truth
of humanity

We shall blow out the flame of hate
We shall instead grow the tree of acceptance
and uproot weeds of hate
to be burnt in flames of passion

And start over

With each stroke come life
With each word come being's light
'till opposed shades blend

Haven't you seen it
yet
The white hair
drenched in paint
unwillingly released
gashing from a cut
onto the concrete

Haven't you heard it
yet
the white army clad black
lying their crimes away

Haven't you heard it
yet
heard how the white corrupted
souls blamed their thrill
on an old mans blunder

Haven't you felt it
yet
the anguish
The pretty white paint
being slowly peeled
off
a battle of brushes

Lying to oneself
Say I write for me
but try to find patterns
within the visible spectrum
to please those
relatively invisible

Heart of a being
to delve into utter dark
then power to light