The bloody rebellion

Streets filled with bodies Dead or alive Nobody knows Blood runs through the streets Like floodwater Innocent blood Flows like runoff Through concrete veins But only because we let it happen Because of judgement Because of ignorance Because of prejudice Prejudice that we carry over From our predecessors The violence and hatred of our ancestors Continues on through us But only because we let it happen Because our naïveté lets us see the world As monochrome Everyone belongs in one solid genome Straight white cis So they lock us up in a cage of exile Invalidate the opinions that don't sit well On a stomach full of lies So we stand in solid lines Hands locked together Silently screaming NO! With the beastiality hidden in their claims It hurts but the pain isn't enough to break our chains At least until the weakest link caves And the flood gates open up Our nerves sting with rubber bullets and tear gas Police brutality and 'controversial' crowd control tactics Resulting in the blood of innocents. The truth comes out Oppression Recession We deliver new life Spoon feeding democracy Cookie cutter Build your own government kits Follow the instructions with a gun held to your head Puppet government Corporations pulling strings Calling the shots with a mouthful of greed Blaming tragedy on street rats with golden teeth Hiding behind business suits and briefcases Pay no attention to the man behind the curtains Take part in the rat race Get distracted by the fast pace Pay attention to your own damn problems And forget to see the big picture. Another ride on the metro Catcalls and wolf whistles To the wrist to the neck to the ankle I'm breaking the dress code The double standards are air tight and unbreakable I'm stuck in the choke hold of the patriarchy Kicking and screaming Perverts jacking off to the sight of me Objectified, and only fourteen Take precautions stay safe Because we have reason to be afraid of the dark When we have to assume that everyone is a rapist The world is out to get us Plaguing the younger generation with pop music and photoshop Shellshocked by the devastation of self confidence Short hair means you're a dyke Long hair means you're property The American dream is four walls a roof and a wife to call your own To own Sexual assault is normality I'm appalled at the way my peers think I owe them something My virginity My body I'm not a carcass to be picked clean by vultures: The beasts who sit next to me Who view me as a threat because I'm intelligent A bitch because I'm intolerant to their ignorance and oppression The gender roles and discrimination Objectification A one woman war That every woman faces. Hopelessness stands at the alter Spouting discrimination Dug from the depths of the bible New age bigotry Picket signs versus pride parades Spot the queer in the crowd Wipe them out We are not a virus of humanity Your hateful words aren't the only thing that cuts me When coming out equates to ear splitting arguments "Get out of my house" "you are not my son" LGBT blood on the streets Murder of trans teens Pop culture is enemy to androgyny Sex education skips over me And change is met with board meetings Conservative parents complaining Claiming they know better than the mouths they feed Age is not a crown of wisdom The 21st century witch hunt Discrimination spills from the mouths Of little Hitlers Screaming "God hates fags" before they know what the words mean Wrap my coffin in a rainbow flag When they find my mangled body on the street The product of a hate crime The product of the war I'm fighting Brittle bones riddled with stab wounds Every one carries weight with the words they were paired with Queer Fag Tranny I don't have invisible amour The words pierce me in a way that can't be seen My blood leaks silently and joins the masses. We are a generation so full of hatred Promised so much that wasn't delivered And so we raise our hands and salute the mother fucking rebellion Our sweet saving grace America isn't free and neither are we We are slaves to misogyny and bigotry Police brutality Crafty government puppetry Patriarchy The enemies that we face aren't the ones we see Well fuck society We can create our own Carry in the revolution on our shoulders On our knees Plastered across our twitter feeds We fight with words With fists Whatever it takes Speak out across our dashboards timelines and comments Word of mouth Engrave them into your skin What was started needs to be finished We have a price to pay It's time for a revolution bitch.

Request permission to use this poem

Written by

For You?