The human disease

I know not what it means to be human, but a few choice words; sick, Ill, cancer and disease.

Yet for long i sit and ponder why my own sickness let's me see the human disease, your disease, you'r fragile minds.

This disease is irreparable. Infecting minds with a cloud obscuring vision. And once the Vail is in place it's up to you to look past the hate.

It shows division of sex and race. Though some would say it's on!y patriarchal,but it is also matriarchal.

From what I've seen men and women white or colored can't look past that Vail the see one simple detail we are all human. 

Call me a Spectator with autism. Yet I would rather not be normal like you, my disease let's me see what you can not, do that which you cant, listen to your enemy.

If could feel emotion i would probably say it sickens me to say I'm like you because I'm not. Nor am I better i can simply seesee were you are blind in all the ways that count. 

I'm not concerned with race wars were white people blame everyone else and those of color complain about the injustice of slavery they have never known and act as if white people invented it.

 i am not concerned with feminist who claim to support equality yet have never protested against false accusations or support anything that isn't a female and the men that hold them in contempt.

Or the  social justice warrior's looking for SJ points, and the ones that actually care 

But what i do care about are my future children and theirs. Because yeah I'm afraid, I'm afraid feminists will make my daughter hate men and my son hate himself.

I'm afraid that corporate advertising will tell my daughter she is to fat and to my son he is ugly. That they will never be good evough.

And Teach my children that black is bad or something to be ashamed of. And if you are white you are a racist in the eyes of anyone who is not.

I speak from experience I've see both sides witness countless crimes seen more than someone my age should, but don't forget I don't  feel emotional pain i don't take side because you all are wrong.

it's not about men and women, white or colored it's to big to be personalized you have a disease look past your Vail and realize,

 

 

we are all human.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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