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I am not mad at this flag I am not sad at my map I am not livid at legends and lines I am not angry at stars and stripes But I am certainly hurt See I Get targeted by Not those, but by People Some white, some brown Some brown, some white who directly and indirectly Direct shade at my light People Taught to hate my self-worth before it became self-evident, even to me Taught jealousy of the mighty oak still asleep in its seed Taught to feel needy even after they've over-filled their greed Taught to steal whatever and whomever they want even after we've agreed Tell me Why lay waste to foundations that fathered humanity's nations? What tree succeeds by strangling its deepest roots, its darkest leaves? Why can't y'all post pillars while we build walls How about we babble brooks while y'all till soils? Who bewitched you into being a crab? Our Beautiful blue planet, reduced to your crude barrel! Allah Almighty, already Described each creature's decree there's more than we'd ever need For all of you and all of me So stop try'in. to take what's mine My bounteous rights were bestowed by The Giver: The Equitable & Great! And what only He could create Only He could take! That land and This water These trees Our Freedom, our liberty, our peace And many more than these Pre-emptively pre-decreed For each & every earthly being So no, I don't feel fragile when I perceive Humanity's brown, beige, black seeds {Shout out Kalonji, google it, nigella sativa} No, I don't see the need for hatred, jealousy, and greed So much sadness and madness. Hence I am not mad at my flag I am not sad at my map Not livid with legends and lines Not angry at stars and stripes But I'm certainly hurt See I Get targeted by Not those, but by People Some white some brown Some brown some white Who indirectly and directly Direct shade at my light
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
Stripes and Stars
I am not mad at this flag I am not sad at my map I am not livid at legends and lines I am not angry at stars and stripes But I am certainly hurt See I Get targeted by Not those, but by People Some white, some brown Some brown, some white who directly and indirectly Direct shade at my light People Taught to hate my self-worth before it became self-evident, even to me Taught jealousy of the mighty oak still asleep in its seed Taught to feel needy even after they've over-filled their greed Taught to steal whatever and whomever they want even after we've agreed Tell me Why lay waste to foundations that fathered humanity's nations? What tree succeeds by strangling its deepest roots, its darkest leaves? Why can't y'all post pillars while we build walls How about we babble brooks while y'all till soils? Who bewitched you into being a crab? Our Beautiful blue planet, reduced to your crude barrel! Allah Almighty, already Described each creature's decree there's more than we'd ever need For all of you and all of me So stop try'in. to take what's mine My bounteous rights were bestowed by The Giver: The Equitable & Great! And what only He could create Only He could take! That land and This water These trees Our Freedom, our liberty, our peace And many more than these Pre-emptively pre-decreed For each & every earthly being So no, I don't feel fragile when I perceive Humanity's brown, beige, black seeds {Shout out Kalonji, google it, nigella sativa} No, I don't see the need for hatred, jealousy, and greed So much sadness and madness. Hence I am not mad at my flag I am not sad at my map Not livid with legends and lines Not angry at stars and stripes But I'm certainly hurt See I Get targeted by Not those, but by People Some white some brown Some brown some white Who indirectly and directly Direct shade at my light
We're not protesting colors on cloth, we're protesting blood on pavement
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
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