Break

Break

The struggle is real

but I refuse to accept

that fates are sealed.

when reality is harsh

it becomes surreal.

Violence and poverty

are steel like chains

causing inequality

to remain.

Shootings on street corners

believed to be the hood’s

epidemic but history

proves it’s a repetitive

pandemic.

Death left to rot

in the streets

expecting everyone

to nonchalantly

march to their beat.

A modern version

of the Colosseum

leaves people

suffering with delirium.

Feed them

students can’t learn

if they’re hungry or cold.

Injustice is a 17 year old

not knowing how to read

1984 to understand

how to be freed.

 

Greed

 

Walmart made a deal

with the devil

to reach higher levels

while they treat employees

like pebbles.

 

But it’s not just them

 

we’re running a human

drag race with false

head starts and

unequal distribution of parts

based on arbitrary decisions

or who your kin is.

 

We were founded

by rebels that yelled

no more

And when given

no choice

they found their voice.

Wake up America

and make some noise.

 

 

3 thoughts on “Break

    1. Thank you! I greatly appreciate it. That poem is the basis for the book I am currently working. Poems that have not been published will also be featured. It will be available in February

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