Ills Of Man
I can’t be angry at you anymore
Tying myself and my heart in knots
Tripping over my own legs following after you
Has left me feeling discombobulated
We are separated by mindset
I could put your progress in an Easy-bake oven
10 years of baking
And you still ain’t rise none
Because your light has dimmed
It has sunken like the Titanic
To a level that only the Atlantic ocean knows
Dismissed beginnings covered by hatred’s sea
Is my skin color offensive to thee?
I pity those who fail to recognize good company
But as a child it use to get to me
I use to feel upset when a white boy named Nick
Use to call me nigger…
Whenever, I tried to get on the swing
I would yell with glee
While he spouted racist obscenities
The rhetoric his parents taught to him
Was disappointing to me
Why fill a child’s head with prejudice and bigotry?
While I matured, he remains frozen
In the vestiges of playground stories
That I told to my school friends
Where his connection ended with me
Is where my growth began
It takes strength to stand above the ills of man
As a child, I decided not to take
Other people’s problems personal again
A liar is gonna lie
And a sinner has got to sin
Love always, Esha ❤
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