can your recall their names those people you called lifelong friends can you recall their face their voice the warmness of their touch oh it’s not a crime if you can’t but it’s a reminder you will be forgotten
sitting acquiescing to injustice tacitly submitting to our own slavery denying that there are chains binding us to survival fears justifying our lot in life by claiming that this life is better than that life and this country is better than that country so words are spoken denying the smell of a nation’s rancid flesh passively saying there’s nothing i can do
