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A M Ryder May 28
The world
had to stop
For this victory
I'm joyus
I'm angry
I'm still angry
I want to bring black life
Into this world without
Us having to do this ****
I want us to grow old
Be unscathed
Be unbothered
And flourish
Words of a BLM activist
Transgender is more than a word, it is me
Righting the wrongs on your body, until you feel like the real you
Answering the same generic questions when you come out to new people
Not feeling quite right unless you're in that one gender-confirming outfit
Saying you are different, but never being heard by those few people
Giving people a pass on your name and pronouns because your scared to fix it
Ending year-long relationships because they don't accept you for you
Never being able to walk around shirtless because you can't afford top surgery
Determined to be happy when you look in the mirror one day in the future
Excitedly researching surgeons and colleges for your future
Randomly hating your body and having to mindlessly focus on something else
What is gender?
What is a girl?
What is a boy?
What makes these people different?
What is pink?
What is blue?
What makes these colors different?
What is it?
­What makes these people different?
You say:
‘Your chromosomes’
But what about ‘x’
What about ‘xxy’
What about ‘xyy’
What about ‘xxxy’
What do you say about these?
Someones genitalia doesn't make them
Someone's chromosomes doesn't make them
What makes a person a person
Is the person.
I am a trans man, who has lived my whole life trying to fit into a box. I'm tired of it. i just want people to understand that no matter what, a person is a person, no matter what they believe or identify with/as.
Separate not Equals.
"If you're talking, you're breathing"
Under Chauvin's knee.
Human Nature #2
Jo Mar 30
why is racism still a thing?

why is it that some individuals have to experience such pain and trauma?
simply due to their physical appearance.

we all bleed the same color.
we all bleed RED.

we are all the same.
we should all be fighting for equality.
every. single. one. of us

it is so disheartening to know that this is america.
that this is the place that my parents left their home for...

devastating. and exhausting.
Descovia Mar 27
Black lives never mattered huh?

Hating on Asians is doing what for you?

Latino community. I feel your pain even more so still!

Never want to admit it.


Why we on land?

Living on a rock. Fighting over dirt!?

Whomp whomp whomp.

I probably sound like adult talking to a child

from the Peanut series. If I uninterest you.

Forgive me. My English is not perfect.
All of us were forced to make a place not meant for us home.

I refuse to become conditioned
and confined to a state of mind

Where I should withhold my opinion
or not fight for what I believe in.

Believe in your story. It holds your purpose.

When it comes to any of us.

You can listen to who you want!

Live your life. Have fun and be free!

You should take your own advice!

It's hard to hear you over the fact.

When my ideas crash into thoughts of doubt

My brain constantly screaming at my heart.

" NOBODY listens to me!"

Misunderstandings occur, it's not about what is said, it's the concept.

Our words cast spells. Let your actions take you

to great lengths to succeed and prevail!
Only so much words can do on paper or in text.

What is right?
From taking all that is left?

Holding my composure.
All behind this mask.
I'm better off anonymous
All sides of me must stay dominate
Navigate nicely through the nonsense
It feels that there is no other option but


I'm allergic to ******* and ignorance intolerant!

I'm not religious.
I notice there's a war between Christians and Agnostics

What could a God do?
An interference could raise a universal conflict!

I do have faith in the future
Big Brother what is it now?
Our future leaders
What can we do?
Fight the system?
Do we override it?
System error. Time to reboot.
Allow me to just plea the fifth.

I understand the different between polar opposites.

All these people in control
Who's going to be the one
Abolish child slavery and **** culture

I prayed for strength and promised my future children

Before life was even given

My inner peace would benefit more than just one life.

Keep living! I'll never jeopardize anyone's security.  

Safety and love. Should be normalized.

Times have changed. People remain the same. We're
still searching for love. When it exist and it's around our essence.
Maybe, it will be our biggest struggle as humans.

Why you bicker about having common sense

While it's not even localized or fully utilized.

There are matters, in which myself on any degree

cannot come to terms on offering helpful hands just to compromise!

I will seek the truth in all formalized lies.

We are part of a movement on the rise

I'll live for these babies.

I'll die for these babies!

The evolution is coming.

A new wave of change

The light of a glorious star

lives more than just one!

it's now the time!

Shay Mar 8
Dear Black girls,
I’m sorry for all the things you go through.
I’m sorry that society feels the need to bring you down because the color of your skin.

Dear Black girls,
I’m sorry that you had a great dream but society made you into a meme.

Dear Black girls,
I’m sorry that when you upset people label you as an angry black girl.
I’m sorry that some of our Black brothers go for a white chick
because we are considered “loud” and “ghetto”.

Dear Black girls,
I’m sorry that we get sexualized because of the curves mama gave us.
I’m sorry that you feel the need to straighten your curls because society considers them unprofessional

We are beautiful Black girls
We come in many shades dark skin, light skin, and caramel tone.

You see your curly crown of success.
Your melanin glows, your skin is magical.
Your curvy hips
Your thick lips
Your thick black hair that flows gracefully in the air
It comes with the luxurious melanin in you

Your a fearless woman don’t ever let anyone bring you down
Your beautiful curls emphasize how great you are
So rock your crown
Don’t ever take it down

Black girls your creamy chocolate beautiful skin is amazing so learn to love you for you...
The Calm Feb 23
I pray for a day
When we don’t have to turn pain into power
I pray for a day
When we don’t have to feel shame or cower
The sweet promise of freedom
In our stomach turned sour
Massacres and mobs
Hold torches screaming *******

I pray for a day
When we all rise up
Lungs filled with blood or sea water
Will you drink from my cup?
Can you weather the rain?
Can you carry the pain?
Can you listen to the voices
Of the ones that were slain?
Bodies left broken on trees
And pulled to the depth of the seas
Bodies injected with disease
And necks crushed with knees

I pray for a day
When we can grow as one
Power and pride
And second to none
In strength and stride
With no fear of a gun
That can take the life
Of another mother’s son
The first stanza talks about the consistent owning of the pain people in the black community have to do. Owning words that were once meant to demean us. It talks about how all promises of freedom made to us were followed by actions showing the opposite.

The second stanza mentions a line “ will you drink from my cup” comes from Matthew 20:22 when Jesus asks Zebedees sons if they can drink from his cup. Can we take the pain that is necessary to move our people forward. Can we not only accept the pain of our current struggles but those of the past. Not to bear them forever but to hold them long enough to understand why we fight for freedom and equity.

The last stanza is hopes for the future. An equitable one, where we can fight from the same playing field. Where we don’t have to fear gun violence
MsMercedes Feb 22
Ain’t you beautiful.

Doesn’t that satisfy
Something inside of you
Seeking validation from others
What about you
Needs approval

Ain’t you beautiful?

Don’t you see complexion on magazine
Complexion faker than white ******* cover
That bought it
To be ignorant is to be in a cage
And I refuse to die in a cage
Because I went to school learning fairytales
Instead of history
**** it
I’ll teach myself.
Ntando Ndlela Feb 10
I was good I swear,
He was mistaken,
Why was my life taken,
I didn't look anything like that man he was ordered to take in,
Black male wasnt my only description,

I did everything by the book,
Not a sinner, not a crook,
I settled for less than I should,
I prayed like twice to be saved,
In that book it said He paid the price for our ways,
Was the price too high for slaves,
I practiced obedience so I could avoid this plague,
I prayed every day and stayed out of troubles way,

why should I die praying for mercy,
Was my skin too dark in this dark world for you to see me from up there,
There are too many of us who die this way,
I hope you still have room to spare,
Because  I know I was good,
I was good I swear...
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