Divergent Human Races
Same but Different
I was told to keep my crown hidden
Out of sight, don't let them see
I was told certain rights and freedoms
Would never be afforded to me
Beaten and bruised, at the start of the end
Depleted and used all to satisfy the masses
My strength weakens, and my will starts to bend
Vision distorted by broken glasses
I'm fighting a battle, not of my choice
Tears streaming and scars growing deeper
Forced into silence, to relinquish my voice
All because of their hatred of a certain feature
Stitched into a body, a pedigree, and rooted in a soil
All of which I had absolutely no say
Plagued by wicked desires, bloodshed, and turmoil
Your words discharge, and I buckle under the weight
I have never understood why YOU get to chant
What makes YOU more worthy?
"This is what you can do; this is what you can't!"
Your heart shows no mercy
About the Creator
My name is Sierra. Writing is a type of therapy that allows me to express myself or the world around me in ways one-on-one conversations cannot. I hope you enjoy my works!
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