There is no excusing
There is no excusing
Hatred
Bigotry is ignorance
A work in progress
Hatred is a poison
A dagger to the heart
It corrupts all intentions
Murdering the soul.
I don’t take orders
My skin is a good fit
It is no lampshade
Or a patchwork quilt.
Cruelty is a disease
With nothing to commend it,
I am unable to make amends
For the barbarous character
Of my predecessors
Although, it is in my nature
To be a little flawed,
Try to see the best
In all the rest.
It is not the siege of Troy
There is more at stake
Than hubris.
When the blood flows
It is interchangeable
Perhaps we can pull back
Before the precipice
Is reached.
The pain of letting
Feels like relief
But it is a thief
It takes more than it should
Enshrines the simple things
In regret
Buries the best of us
Up to our necks
In chicken shit and
The misdemeanours
Of others.
Make no mistake
We are the blood
We salt the earth
With our sweat
And we are worth more than
To be bloodied
In a footnote
Of history