This is an everyday issue we tend to neglect,
but it’s time for us to step up, because it is a regret.
The level of wickedness and the lack of respect
that’s been breaking down our children; what does that reflect?
So, let’s pay attention to what’s going on and let’s do something.
He and she are valuable, there’s no need for them to be suffering.
It’s time for us to show them that we are truly doing something.
Step up and let them see that tomorrow is always a new beginning.

Humiliating words said to me, cruel acts done to me,
and every day for me, I felt like a nobody.
Fear blinded me, I couldn’t see clearly.
Because of you, I almost lost my identity.
My courage you tried to break.
My happiness you tried to take.
It took boldness for me to demonstrate
that I was not the person that for years you made me hate.

Because of my beliefs, I was ridiculed many times.
Because I was different, I was ridiculed many times,
but with every tease, in time I came to realize
that I was stronger than you and I wasn’t gonna die around your lies.
My self-worth, at last, I regained.
My faith in me, you couldn’t wane.
You can no longer cause me any pain,
because I worked hard to be proud of who I am.

The only way things will change is if we take a stand ourselves.
If you don’t see the problem, you better check yourself.
With the increasing number of suicides in adolescents,
to know what our children are going through is a distress.
Let’s teach our children that their religion, the color of their skin,
their social status, their hobbies, their physical difference, their nationality
are no reasons to be ashamed of and let alone reasons to hurt anybody.
This crime is being overlooked and can’t be just fixed by a simple “sorry”.

We don’t live in a perfect world, but putting our two cents in can make a difference.
We don’t live in a perfect world, but it’s not ok to tolerate so much indifference.
We don’t live in a perfect world, but we don’t have to conform to oppression and ignorance.
We don’t live in a perfect world, but we don’t have to let hate destroy their happiness.
Written on December 14, 2017
Composition number: 601
Fancying themselves as the educated, couth, sophisticated, and altruistic

Unabashedly obsessed with the primal instincts:
capital, prestige, power, and sex

Though preposterously managing to drown face down
in puddles from their own ureters

They are the artless, ignorant, hypocritical, insecure U.S. destroyers
Revolution is led by the young
The battle of oppression is near.
Freedom bells have rung
We've suppressed our fear.

and we die... as you observe and meet
and they die... while you drag your feet

The world watches our blood,
as it flows through the streets.
Politicians clean their hands,
with our defeat.

and we die... while you negotiate peace
and they die... by the hands of our own police
This suffrage for toleration has come too far to unwind.
Seems like a no win situation,
unless you emancipate your mind.

and we die... while you sit and debate
and they die... watching their women raped

The struggle against tyranny will continue,
until our dreams are realized.
My town, your village, whatever the venue,
our liberation musn't be compromised.

and we die... to be honored by the freed
and we've died... martyrs
our last breath singing nasheed

Ashamed of one's sexuality
Ashamed of one's own originality
One's own creativity.
Ashamed of one's own
Unique perceptions.
Concealing one's own
Distinctive perspective
Afraid of not being accepted
By the clique.
Afraid of not succeeding
The way one's parents
Afraid of not getting enough recognition.
Afraid of getting too much attention.
Feeling as if
One is wearing a straitjacket.....
Afraid one might end up
In a mental hospital.
Masturbation provides
Temporary relief.
Just white male redneck trailer trash
Privileged life of manual labor friviousless
Just white male redneck trailer trash
Father was a bricklayer, and his, and his...
Just white male redneck trailer trash
Toiling their backs away to pay their toll
Just white male redneck trailer trash
Building the views and places you stroll
Just white redneck male trailer trash
1% of whites oppressed the rest
The gays, women, blacks, Jews, gypsies, Asians, Hispanics, Irish, and such. But where that just white male redneck trailer trash at?!
However, when we speak our privileged minds, you bash
We just forever that white male redneck trailer trash
But now white historical one percent oppressors,
have "elected" to open their "merited" doors
to scant gays, women, blacks, and such..
Not white male trailer trash so much
*white male redneck trailer trash
Excuse me, cause I am just
white male redneck
trailer trash.
Not able.
No moral or rational person will think that minorities and women haven't been historically suppressed and continue to be so to various degrees by more than just the 1% of the most privileged white people, however, I believe and feel, in response to historical oppression, there is indeed an active anger and paranoia unnecessarily directed at white people and even more so white, straight, males. Considering historical context, it's not hard to fathom why this is so, but that doesn't justify it. Having to hear someone tell my father who has worked in construction his whole life that he is privileged by someone who themselves is a college graduate from a great school from a family of doctors, professors, and lawyers is frustrating and hypocritical, in my opinion. Being black, hispanic, female, non-gender conforming, asexual, etc., does not necessarily make your life is always harder than all others who don't fit within those parameters. Classism in of itself and aside from identity politics is an issue some class privileged minorities and females seem to conveniently ignore to various degrees, as that is a privilege I presume that they don’t want to acknowledge as then they are no longer the victims of oppression they fancy themselves to be and have to be accountable to both their failures and why there successes aren't as impressive as they present them. If you yourself are from a wealthy successful family, don’t feel guilty, but don't disenfranchise those who don’t have that privilege, particularly when your minority in-group, if you belong to one, actually contains a majority of individuals who are disenfranchised to an extent that limits their mobility and quality of life significantly more so than you probably are. Do we still have a ways to go? Yes, of course. Do you still have certain challenges if you're from a wealthy family as a minority, yes, of course and they are still legitimate struggles, but life's a bitch for everyone but usually less so when your biggest problem isn't a lack of money, social capital, or prestige. Yes, white straight men still dominate the top rungs of the ladder more than they should, but they are a small fraction of white straight males and to lump us all together is short sighted and a stereotype. Many of these people I'm calling out right now preach they are openminded, cultivated, and moral, but it is only to the degree you agree with them or otherwise to the degree it advances their own individual or in-group political agendas. Open-mindedness and liberalism are not synonymous terms. Correlated, yes, but causation is not necessarily correlation. Life can be so much greater for us all, let's work together and erode the barriers we so easily call out, but never cross.
Some people seem impossible to connect with.
Some people seem impossible to disconnect from.
You might think it's unfair
To yourself
As well as to others,
But it's not your responsibility
To reorder the world.
Sadman Apr 27
Paranoia is easy to spell.

P is for the police, whose uniforms are tell-tale.
A is for the agents, whose bodies hide blackmail.
R is for the reign, whose sight is always around.
A is for again, whose repetition is always found.
N is for the night, whose darkness hides the purges.
O is for the oppression, whose presence stops urges.
I is for the people, whose existence is for the state.
A is for the actuality, whose reality of power is fate.

Paranoia is queasy to tell.
Elicia Hurst Apr 14
To Jess

The heat, the humidity,
And the bright blankness of the sky.

Handicapped by fear, not darkness.
Shaken, yet their bodies vigilant.

Bold crimson seared through the flesh
Like fresh sin bled into it.

A conspicuous scarlet letter.
I was a public display, a warning to all.

An audience of whispers whirled before me,
But I did not waver like they did.

Cross after cross, crisis after crisis,
Crucifixion made hands sandpaper dry.

My sentence was final. A full stop.
I danced with deadly weight.

I was hell itself. I had walked through fire.
My skin marked unforgiving constellations.

So what was that little light of yours,
To a shell dead inside?
Mar 2015
AS- Apr 13
that little girl
with innocent eyes
and a sweet smile
tortured and raped
even the devil
must be surprised
at the evil
and tyranny of men
i am saddened to be a part of humanity
or more accurately
the lack of it.
A young kashmiri girl was tortured, raped and killed. When i heard about this story i started to cry. I had to release this emotion into a short piece.
Before the European Colonists came,
The rivers of North America
Curved and meandered
As do
The typical bodies of women.
In the name of "progress",
The Europeans
Straightened and damned the rivers,
Though not in the way of beavers,
Whose pelts were considered
Fashionable for hats.
The Fashion Industry
Also imposed a standard of beauty upon women
That favored straight lines.
Voluptuous Curves
Were rejected by clothing designers
In favor of women thin women.......
Unnaturally so.
What is this obsession of Western Man
With straight lines?
It is certainly not
The Will of the Creator.
It must signify
A desire
For control.
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