Truth is my Compass, & Wisdom my Helm.

once you know, you cannot un-know. once you have seen, you can never un-see. once you have allowed yourself to feel, you are freed from silence; for the submergence of one's truth only births havoc within the self.

In my world of metaphor,
I found that natives in captivity
Have come to call themselves amerikan

Like a blind a Negro who thinks he’s white and becomes a Klansman

Through our dollars, I watch little Negro and Latino boys collect Jordan sneakers. Hoop dreams have us lynch foreign natives through dollars. It is quite the conspiracy.

2 years ago
  1. truths89 posted this