Beaten bruised belittled and abused
Left confused and used
While I plead you stand accused
I can’t proceed while you mislead
Oblivious to your misdeeds
There is no blood but I still bleed
In a flash I’m in a flood
I cannot see
I cannot breathe
I cannot swim in this sea
If it were up to you I would not be me
If only I knew how things could go so askew
Hid from view
Planning a coup
It’s time to bid adieu
This is not
The paradigm
I will not take the fall for this crime.
They break but my bones aren’t broken
I’m soft-spoken but stakes are high
This war cry is not just a token
Vilified, villain-ized, rectified and purified
From a chrysalis I am a butterfly
Reborn, no time to mourn,
this weight was too heavy to be borne
A levy and a thorn
I can let go of the hate
Not a victim of fate
I don’t wait, I walk straight on the road I create
I am owed but I am bleary, teary but thinking clearly
I have a theory
When I stand tall it will sink in and sync up
I’ve been on the brink, I’ve seen it all
I did not cower and fall when backed up against the wall
Smacked, cracked and black and blue
What to do, break through, I’m over you, fuck you
I am awake
No more heartaches and mistakes
I’m at the ground floor, out the front door
This is post-war underscored
What I’m renowned for
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This poem was inspired after I watched this amazing Vox video. I just wanted to see if I could do it.