Our worlds is crying
Sons and daughters are dying
One by one
Sad thing is they're dying all so young
Mothers are wiping
Genocides are still happening
Want my world to just finally sing
Dark times are coming
People are running
Families leaving everything behind
Rights are taken away
People are getting shot everyday
Dying without doing any crime
Teenagers cut lines, committee suicide
Police take innocent lives
Cause no one has a heart
They take away their children
And leave their mothers scare
They just want to love them, but they keep them apart
So my whole world is letting out crys
It brings me to pain
Are we still going to lose our loved one again,
Or are we gonna fight
They say all men are created equal
It's not only one race
It's everyone lives

I was born different
Different in a sense,
Not acceptable to society
Inadmissible to my parents,
Above all I am a human being!

You treated me like a dog
Left me in a trash can,
Hurt my soul
Physically abused me,
You cursed my existence

They call me from bad names
Say I was designed to be,
A *** worker ; An entertainer
You tear apart my clothes,
Body shamed me!

I'm not an object
Stop bullying me,
Yes, I'm trans! I ain't like you
But I can sure you;
I'm a better person than you!

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 near
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 cheer

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵𝘴 dear
𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 fear
𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 tears

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 virus 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 coronavirus
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 us

𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦. (𝘴𝘰? 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?)
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 cry
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 die

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 you?
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺 you!

𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘪𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 afraid
𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧

𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 rest?
𝘕𝘖! 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 protest

𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 community
𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 humanity

𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 complexion
𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 perfection
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 complexion
𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 rejection

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 health 𝘪𝘴 wealth
𝘉𝘶𝘵 wealth 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 health

One day I had sworn to serve the people of my nation.
To protect them from harm,
Keep the city safe from harm,
Wore my uniform in pride,
And the people of my town looked up to me with trust and honor.

Now I do the devils work
Disguised in the same uniform
And I hurt my people.
I hurt the young and the old and everyone who thought I would keep them safe.
I don't know when it began or maybe I do
I've lost conscience about my wrong doings.
You do not know who I am anymore
I do not know who I am anymore.

My friend calls me and tells me that this time around we need to re apply for our jobs after quarantine.
I tell her *******.
You see, I am not joking. I mean it.
I got tired of people treating me the way the want.
Now I will get treated the way I want.

My work place sends me an addendum.
They want to cut salaries despite the fact that we've been working full time despite the pandemic.
I hear it is up to 50%
You see I am a teacher.
When a pandemic happens I still follow my timetable.
I show up and teach, and call or email those that aren't showing up.
And tell them to show up.....
So I say *******.
I cannot sign something I do not agree with.

This guy I used to date started texting me.
He says he hasn't been with anyone because of the pandemic.
He says I am his best option 'right now'
I say *******.
I turn off my data and go to bed.
You see I am no longer available for your entertainment.
I once 'dated' this American white male who told me I wasn't supposed to have an opinion....
I text people I like now..... that really really like me back

When my boss calls me.
She doesn't say hello or check if I am well.
She goes straight off to yelling and screaming.
I say *******.
I turn off my phone and move on with my life.
Because despite falling apart and feeling so lost most days in this pandemic.
I did show up and do my job
So when she learns to communicate, I will talk to her.

I applied for a job, no jobs where they told me..
the problem is my nationality.
Not my papers, experience or inability to perform...
In fact before I told them where I am from, they told I could make a good addition to the team.
Until I turned out African.
So I say ******* when your online course says it will open global opportunities for me.

Because the world is 'woke' now.
African Americans can chant 'Black lives matter'
Their voices are heard and the world chants with them in solidarity.
So this is me whispering
That my Black life matters too....
My voice, my thoughts and opinions matter too....
And hoping the world will hear me too one day
And stand with me in solidarity.....

I'm not angry, I am just fighting for my rights.

Oh sweet boy, Angel of God
on earth you have completed your task.
To other world’s you now must fly to,
we are keeping your feathers
as you begin your ascension .

Oh sweet child of God
Such clear vision at your tender age,
to serve and protect was your end game,
but now we are left…with a confused and hazed
apology to a shroud of teddy bears and lit candles.
The spilled wax is a reminder, that
deep inside we are all cowards
and we forgot that you were the prey
and needed protection.
The burning wick is not for you –
it’s to remind us of your light
and that humans by nature are dangerously dark…

I am sorry Junior, for we have failed you.
I am sorry that it was fear that came to your rescue,
I’m sorry your eyes witnessed the malice of creation,
I’m sorry people recorded instead of calling the operator,
I am sorry your cry for help did not connect…
You know mijo…the line was ringing-but the world is deaf.

!Oh, sweet child of God!,
Some called you Junior in life,
You were an angel with wings so wide
that in these concrete streets, you could not fly.
The Bathgate would be your access to heaven
you’ve left us your wings in a city corner,
so that we can remember to look up above
and find surrender and forgiveness in clashing clouds.

I don’t know what to say,
your departure causes so much grief and pain,
yet, you did not die in vain…I think you are still
working with humanity from far away;
You woke up a community that had been sleeping,
you woke us up from the anesthesia, the numbness
Is no longer acceptable, our youth need a BEACON.

A new door we must create so
that our youth’s future is not slain
in the mumble jumble of irresponsible adults.
Makes space for youth in the world,
So that every Junior in our lives,
can live without fear in their backyard.

Oh sweet child of God,
We are not there yet but with you..,we’ll RISE again.
Thank you for every day you arose,
for loving your mother so much,
for inspiring a movement of love,
for showing us courage and hope,
your sweet little face will live in our hearts.

Oh sweet child of God,
your name we will not forget
I think you set the stage,
we must act and rise again.

© LeydisProse
6/25/2018
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