1. There are people who cannot see the cracks in our society.
“At least we’re not like we used to be.
At least we’re not like others.”
They shrug and walk on, without fearing for their lives
Unable to even see the privilege that wraps
Around and around their body, like a blanket.
Like a bullet-proof vest.
2. I want to shout from the rooftops
“WE ARE NOT OKAY!”
Do not tell a drowning man that at least he isn't burning.
That his grandfather who was torn apart and scattered in the wind by scorching flames
Had it so much worse.
Because he is being pulled down by grasping fingers,
Waves instead of ashes,
But he is still dying.
3. We have hate crimes plastered across our streets,
Tattooed across our fingertips.
They’re dug in
Buried deep under our skin
So we don’t even realize the prejudices we hold
And they slip out our mouths like
“I’m not racist but…”
“I’m not sexist but…”
“I’m not homophobic but…”
Followed by some comment meant to be funny
But they are daggers shoved deep,
Deep into the back of our friends.
4. This idea is what is wrong with society-
Someone's daily life,
The nightmare that wakes them screaming in the dark,
A mother's worried gaze,
A coffin lowered in the ground,
The bruises staining the wrists of little girls,
Are all just a joke.
5. You might not be the one holding the gun to their head
But the idea holding the gun is still in your head-
Loaded and ready to fire.
6. Do not tell me I do not know who I am.
Try to fit me in the box of your experience
And you will fail
Because your perception is two dimensions
That define your life and who you are.
How could a circle ever hope to understand
What a sphere feels like?