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    dots Submission Name: "Sunnin' people", 2020dots

    Author: Rex Gold
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 334/139/211
    Words: 355
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    dots"Sunnin' people", 2020dots


    We Laugh At Laugh At
    Like a foreign language before you
    as you step inside our corner stores
    away from your gated communities
    You don't understand us.
    You will never fully grasp us
    in your efforts to build collective power,
    in addition to you turning people mummified.
    But you aren't genius.
    This is society's filth:
    Where debris that circled me
    made you hush when I took the stage
    Where hope favors me as we collide
    Where whiteness gets mad
    because the writing on the nation
    is true and it can't rally how it use to.
    Antagonists stomped by herds that thrive
    As you use me to tell you about yourself:
    As you failed miserably in a trench coat,
    to call out the indecency of this You
    Pussy hoes gunplay
    is no different than
    Bang Bros sluts den of theives
    And 'flesh tint' is still a paint name!
    And museum directors still scoff.
    Which steering wheel knows more:
    The one of a Benz or the gallery of rooms?
    I'm no American for play-play
    Where you insult the name Shai Shai
    Where you ignore heat transfer
    as the boot straps lack Vitamin D--
    Like Jamestown, Like Pale Terracotta
    How you declare the love for Jazz
    then downplay Malcolm X's birthday,
    Harlem Week and Watts Summer Festival.
    I still wonder how China Clay protects you,
    in a fragile house without mirrors.
    The ugly exema when they hold hatred in.
    The tan lines of irritant monuments
    The increase of a rash
    as you whine over wine.
    As we paint 'Do Better' in lobster red
    As you want another POC artist turn up dead
    Like the canvas never sat on top of my head.
    The injustice system has other proposals
    Wait - All chronic diseases will be unveiled
    Like more waves of resignations
    right before Good Ship Lovecraft sets sail
    Just so we'll exhale and say Bye
    to your systems of knowing.

    This light burns you - It blesses me.

    Submitted on 2020-08-19 22:03:25     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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