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Do I have to say it every day for you all to understand?
Know how it feels
To see what other people can't?
Know what it's like to work hard
All your life, and others persecute you
Over whatever hunnid bands?
Know how it feels to make a song
Having it then ripped and torn to shreds?
How about when you create
And someone richer than you
Steals out your hand?
How about when you're minding
Manners and studies of the deepest elements?
Perhaps, finding out something or someone you trusted
Could've cared less about anything zen?
Yeah, well I'm tired of the ones
Pushing media but won't help
Anyone out that took a stand.
I'm offended by political miscreants
Trying to use my personal life
To push an international radio ham.
It might seem like there's nothing to discuss
When I shed more tears
Spending all my time hoping to have
The love of my life appear
Doing all the soul work
And then some supposed taliban issue appears
So I'm going to address the first time
A group of chicks demanded I had to be part of that clan
All because they were Caucasian
And I had olive colored skin
I'm not interested in being an idea
Nor am I working with the Klan
But I find it offenses their business
Was named after a Hilter regimen
Change up the language and call it
What it is
Because last I checked I was human
No I don't care about where you are
Or where you've been
This world is not a world I created
Just a world I survived in
Judging and basing things off of
the color or tone of my skin
When it is destructive for Causcasians
to judge anyone that doesn't look
Just like them
It becomes a nuisance to have to constantly self defend
Did it ever occur I hadn't a choice
In the color of epidermic covering?
So to anyone with an issue
Let me help you to understand
I don't have to be or look like you
To experience prejudice
Since everyday I'm alive
That's the only topics most people
Spend their day trying to fit a side to win
So, when it matters to any of you
That olive tone skin
Is supposedly some kind of sin
Just remember no one is to judge anyone
For such a ridiculous trend.
I've cried tears that the clouds
In the heavens couldn't hold in
I tried to explain to the heavens
Being trapped in a semi-war like environment is grim
I've tried to remind so many
The special person are within
However, I get tired of being
You all's unknowing guinea pig
First off, it makes little to sense
And secondly, who the hell told you
That my life and livelihood
Was irrelevant
Did it ever occur to you
That my name isn't Pri anything
Or perhaps that it is Greek
Perhaps you all believe I owe
Something more after you've
As a community stolen so much to me
Maybe I'll say the world is just a
Big ball of skeet
Or that I refuse to see everything in a
Hateful guise
While you all talk about nothing
Bit viruses and alcoholic drinks
Or maybe let's Bible beat it out
Like I don't deserve to know
What it feels like to have partner with me
Backwards speaking Bible thumpers
Coming through on every religious theme
But know this
It was taught to me in the school of
Nothing more than experience of themes
But last time I checked
Every man's name in the Bible
has an ego the size of Jupiter's rings
Thinking they are the answer
When last I heard
Any of them now haven't bothered
To be the truth authors
Of the judgemental book they sing
Most all of them have had affairs of loins
Even stabbed another in the back
Or acted like they are masters of the know
Just remember that the woman is a gift
She may not be perfect
And yes she may accidentally sin
For in the truth that is so obvious
I've seen
Men have since become tiresome
Of the truth
Just because that book made them
Appear as though they're supreme
I told you before
And I will say it again
Stop with all the beefing and battling
And listen when I speak
For it was foretold that women
Would suffer at the Carnage of men
But guess that was another
Moment of prophecy
So be careful of what version of the Word you seek
Because last I checked the sky
We all deserve to enjoy being
Wonder not if I love you
Or know the difference of falling in love
Just know I know what my poetic name was
And how you extremists
Changed my stuff
Threats and identify theft is all you all
Seem to know
But no I'm not the perp you claim
I'm the one fighting the lies
After my name, life, and human rights
Were stole.