Woman spewing hate on a train condemning people
Insulting for peace
Strident voice calling for change
Soft speech changes nothing
Nails scratching on the walls of hope
Let me in
Don’t keep me out
Steam of consciousness rant
Knowing no one’s listening
Into the indifferent quiet raise your voice
be heard or be trampled by the herd
Dare to be different
Green shirt emerald mirrored shades reflect the world not as is but as it should be.
Spewing hate but calling for love
You’re a contradiction walking
I hear your pain
I can’t take it away
My helping hand you’d slap away because my skin’s too light
I haven’t lived your pain.
You see privilege not the struggle, the late nights, the worry
never knowing if I’ll make it, keep the roof over my head.
Your clothes are nicer than mine yet you look at me and see wealth
All I’ve got its the breath in my lungs and the ideas in my head.
Life guarantees nothing but death.
You’re not God. Stop condemning and start loving.
***inspired by the woman ranting on the southbound 4 train in NYC