Show me your warranted outrage
Show me your unjust acts
Marking history with hues of shame
Coloring your very existence

Show me your broken parts
Show me places in you
That have ached for centuries

Show me your women that hold up the sky
Every breath filled with
Hope for a tomorrow that is able to be hopeful
But knowing that any moment
Their only joy can be ripped from their hearts
Breathing that hopeful sad prayer that's been handed down for generations
To daughters in dishes
That neither nurish nor please the palate

Show me your countless legacies of pain
Trying to live the best life regardless
Still striving to shine
Despite this grayish tinge of disdain

Show me your young men
Mob deep in despair
Flailing in probated darkness
Anger deeper than untraversed ocean
For losses untold but still felt

Show me systems designed
To align your neck with ground
And yet you survive

Show me something
Anything that can earn my sympathy
And garner my respect
I dare you