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I am crucified for my religion, I am crucified for my skin color, I am crucified for my economic status, I am crucified for my beliefs, My body and soul are condemned, with atrocious strives You're preaching falsehoods, a disguised truth Words of lies and deceits, for your own indulgence But I am deaf of hearing, the poisons you spray So, I am hunted and killed, for not looking your way I am crucified for my free mind, I am crucified for my thoughts, I am forced to exile, to places not home, A country man, without a country, I am so terrified, each time the winds roam I run, far away from the monsters, but still nowhere to hide, For my new home is the same, humans still live inside If every where I lived, my being is not suited, or posed a threat, I would rather be exiled or crucified, than being engulfed, with the fire of bigotry or hate @jobiranyc (9/18/2017)
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 1:26 PM UTC
Crucified
I am crucified for my religion, I am crucified for my skin color, I am crucified for my economic status, I am crucified for my beliefs, My body and soul are condemned, with atrocious strives You're preaching falsehoods, a disguised truth Words of lies and deceits, for your own indulgence But I am deaf of hearing, the poisons you spray So, I am hunted and killed, for not looking your way I am crucified for my free mind, I am crucified for my thoughts, I am forced to exile, to places not home, A country man, without a country, I am so terrified, each time the winds roam I run, far away from the monsters, but still nowhere to hide, For my new home is the same, humans still live inside If every where I lived, my being is not suited, or posed a threat, I would rather be exiled or crucified, than being engulfed, with the fire of bigotry or hate @jobiranyc (9/18/2017)
This is inspired by the situations where I came from and what's still going today in the world, which people are either killed or driven out of their homes, because of their skin color, economic status, religious beliefs, speaking their minds... Please, be humble and kind to people, because, nothing is guaranteed, the table could turn. I changed these lines humans, too, live inside To humans still live inside From my being is not suited, and posed a threat, To my being is not suited, or posed a threat,
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Jobira
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Jobira
51/M/Here
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 1:26 PM UTC
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