hate crimes
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I just need somebody to rant to,
somebody to understand what iḿ going through,
somebody to tell me the biggest lie that makes everyone´s day,
that it´s simply okay,
every step I take,
im still the same person i was before
it's just now you know im gay
don't treat me any different than before
please stop looking at me like that
stop looing at me like im a disgrace
please dad
Dear dad
please read all of this. no skipping. I know this will make you mad.
it will make you hate me but thats ok. you won't beable to hurt me now anyway.
You hate me
my parents hate
everyone hates me
because im gay
the hate is so thick
i can slice it with a knife
why must hate be so strong
Feed your righteous ignorance,
Because you'd rather move in a thoughtless mass,
A mess of mindless thoughts to pass,
Like a hurricane void of common sense.
Than kiss the faces, those before you,
There was a newspaper headline a few days ago
‘America Is Weeping’
All I could think was
So you chose to join the party?
One shot, the shot that killed you
Two minutes, is all it took for lives to be taken
one month, and im walking away from the place that protects us
17 minutes, to honor the victims the world has lost
Fake men afraid to have real conversations
Adverse persuasion
Scared of world view revelations
So the same hatin' going down in police stations
Dear Society,
Why?
Why do you do this?
Hate.
Why… Why do you hate?
Why choose to let difference divide you?
Bright lights and glamor, money and glitz
A beautiful dancer working in Delhi.
Bewitched by her form, a powerful businessman
Fails to see where her heart truly lies.
America the Great.
America the Beatiful.
America the Ignorant.
America the Hateful.
Something's not right here,
I'm losing my mind here.
Why is it, a gay man walks down the street
A dangerously beautiful display
Of wild devotion and the will to act
Has moved the souls of tiny men today
To change the world, to make a Faustian pact:
They paid for freedom, each their own, it seems,
Dear America,
Why is it that I’m over $40,000 in debt with student loans and I have yet to make $40,000 a year?
Dear America,
Why is it that my blackness alone is a reason for our police to shoot and kill?
how can so much hate
come from within
a land known as great?
there is no end to this fight for humanity
to give in is to give away
your sanity.
Melanin Stained Skin
Jeraldyne Norman
Melanin stained skin
Everyone’s staring, glaring through me
Watching each and every step I take
Just because I am gayDon’t think I like you, I like hot guysDon’t think I can’t judge women, I am not blindDon’t think I am weak, I am stronger than youJust because I am gayIt doesn’t mean I am not supported, I receive even more support than youIt
Stay Gold
You never know what the future holds, with our stories yet untold, our beautiful mind can't be sold, our words will be forever spoken forget the background noise, focus you are not broken.
Show them you are strong,
He rests encaged
his heart entangled as the Little Red Raven has done.
The school children shout, they jeer, and laugh, as they say:
Aye! It’s you who got pecked by the Little Red Raven
Poetry is words that need to be said
It is words trying to escape
Poetry is strength when all courage has fled
It is words spoken
Poetry is what allows me to say, "I matter."
Alisha, how are you?
Did you cross under the rainbow?
What the Afghan storytellers tell thier children,
So they can become who they want to be..
Thought about writing a song for you,
I hate what oppression has done for my group.
"Maybe you just haven't found the right man yet."
I hate what oppression has done for my group.
"Who treated you wrong?"
Transgender
A word that brings Fear.
That brings dysphoria, confusion, invasive questions
Fear of entering another's home and being attacked
By their transphobic parents
Biting the bullet and yearning for peace my only sanity escapes me.
Death is near, I've lost all fear... the bells continue to ring.
I aint’ never been part of a high class society
The thoughts that crave within me,
Blearing out with animosity
Breathing in the fresh-scented Musk, that’s
Broken.
Calligraphy-
The fundamental process;
Innocence were their names
In a child's place they were to be
Wrong place, wrong time
Some would say to thee...
It was just another day
Another day riddled with injustice, segregation
