Blah
As the world
Denies me
Again and again
And the rising again
God arises
To remind me
Of the beauty
Of leaving them behind
In thought and words
And actions
That it’s not people
But their beliefs
Their intentions
Of money
And attention
They never received
That it’s not the people
But the blackened hearts
And thoughtless minds
And the selling of their own beauty
For lies
Control
And power
Through paper
It’s not the people
But they destroy their truth
By focusing on mine
My truth is not their truth
Shoot me
Rape me
Kill me
Molest me
You’re only hurting yourselves
I’ll be the hand
Putting you back together
If your heads fall off
To spite mine
