Sigh

Sometimes I wake up out of breath
Questioning if I am living only for death
My bed holds bad dreams and demons
No peace comes when I am sleeping

Questioning if I am living only for death
I hate my life and I have nothing left
No peace comes when I am sleeping
Only thing keeping me sane is books

I hate my life and I have nothing left
I care for others more than I do myself
Only thing keeping me sane is books
My friends wear makeup and cute looks

I care for others more than I do myself
I can hardly stand getting out of bed
My friends wear makeup and cute looks
While I can't stomach my own reflection
Sometimes I wake up out of breath

-A Black Girl Untold

Touch me with your mind
For i breath only thoughts
My eyes scream to find
A galaxy of mixed codes
Talk to me through light
I read through my scars
Soul is my perfect sight
Rest are shadows of stars
The beauty steals my eye
But I still have my vision
The eye will return to sky
The spirit will finish the mission

∴ Lyna Salman

A wind like razors in a blackened night
Walls of air, blades of light on feeble shadows
A taunting wind scars a hunter’s moon
a song of death and disease
Love like famine, streets filled with bodies
walls of bones like catacombs
Rains of ash burn on wet cheeks
The wind catcalls and the shadows vanish
The stained smell of sulfur and smoke
A midnight sunrise on the horizon
Warriors charge forth with glowing eyes
Teeth like fangs, looting their own tombs
Faces of gold melted to blanks
Traitors to their own names
Sold out and surrendered for a generation
Faithless and furried loveless and shamed
They march for a calling, they fall on deaf beliefs
For centuries they cried in the darkness, alone
Tear apart their clothes, their children are all dead!
Left to rot beneath the old and rich
Now only the rich are old, and the young bleed
The streets run black and blue with broken promises
Mother Nature turned savage with envy
Had to remind us *******
We cannot howl like wolves, roar like lions
We are weak and feeble, no claws or fur
Foolish insects without the shell
The true prey, the final ****

I once pledged allegiance,
When our kings gave us heedence...

To the flag of the United States of America.
In what we had, our states united.

And to the republic, for which it stood,
In all that's benevolent and good.

"ONE NATION UNDER GOD"
The words on credit and dime.
ONE NATION NOW ON HIM TROD,
His people criminals, His book a crime.

The greatest economy crippled by fear.
Readers, I pray, please hear my call,
Rid the future of the blear.
Liberty and Justice for all!