discrete deaths…

discrete deaths...

rarely found
on
page one
and
almost never
listing
the names
of
those murdered
instead
a monotone
vague portrayal
of
human lives
is
presented
as if
they were
some inert
objects
that were
merely
crushed
and
should be
of
no concern
to you
but
the assassins
carried out
their heinous
deeds
saying
hallowed be thy name
your name
for
you
are society’s
holy ones
whose lives
are
to be protected
at
all costs
from those
different
from
you
whether
it be
a child
or
a pregnant woman
combatant
or
noncombatant
nothing matters
but
thy
holy name

grasp straps and pull…

distant words
abhorring
overheard
intended
but
veiled in denial
then
an
all’s well smile
flutters before eyes
repeated gestures
of
oppressors
seen
more times
than
one can count
objective
to grease
success’ pole
before
anyone attempts
to
climb out
of
poverty’s pit
a pit
stared into
by
tormentors
from
its edge
gilded
with
promises
serrated sides
from which
despots
offer
encouraging words
and
relay
how they
arose
from the pit
but
they used
the
stairs

 

legal injustice …

pair of old work boots
sold as if they were brand new
like promised freedom
but boots have structural flaws
they don’t have any bootstraps

 

course of study…

whitewashed history
pages of propaganda
taught in public schools
subjugation without chains
an embedded enslavement

 

bequeathed…

these
are
inherited tears
part
of
our estate
for
over two hundred years
of
enslavement
oh
it’s not
that
there weren’t
other items
business accounts
land
and
such
but
those were
appropriated
along with
personal dignity
in order
to justify
a false sense
of
superiority
of
primitive people
who
left to their own devices
were
unable to survive
in
a truly competitive world
so
were given
what
was ours
so
we were left
with
inherited tears
and
rage

survival subroutines…

those human actions
evolved over a lifetime
as a response to
those who have had white privilege
developed to sustain dreams