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Cultural Acuity
Peeling back the layers that define humanity,
Subconscious having the key to catastrophe
Seeing cultural shock ticking their own clock,
Running from time that has yet to be given
Making the vulnerable more timid
And the strong shine through like gods
Stationed at salvation rock,
I pray to native souls not to curse me
for my ancestors slaught'
Yet if I could start in different skin,
I'd choose not...
Due to learning cultural appreciation...
I value my position
on sticking out like a rare gem
Being that one in few to comprehend
To not pretend
That what was done really exists
To say I hate would just be an admission
of the guilt that is my fate,
The wonder from day to day
On what actions could have resulted in a difference of ways
Tipping the scales in favor instead of nay
Riding a line of unpaved delays
The years of my beaded lifeline
Laid out for tuning to time
Grasping the proclaimed shine
of all the disastrous triumphs
that glue the dried blood on the hands of our tyrants
But me....I'm just a girl in the eyes of the suppressed
No Wonder Woman on my chest
Because the pale glow of my flesh
Hides the Hebrew blood flowing through my veins
Half my ancestors caused my other half vain
How ironic to be walking hypocrisy
I bleed holocaustic tears as my blood stains are tainted with Nazi
And to push my irony to further extent
I've birth African queens,
Draped in native royalty
Bronze glow of beauty,
Hair flowing of Cherokee....
Don't be the one to choose
The one to judge a muse
The one to cause a ruse
In this crazy reality of bias and stereotypical views
So do not say thou knows me
Based on the one suit I could not choose...
I see life through broad span tune
Finding hidden doors in the tunnel visions,
that have the rest of the world so damn cold and confused
Published 3rd Apr 2017
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Anonymous
3rd Apr 2017 8:43pm
You know, every time you lay down another one I hold my breath to see what brilliance you've shared this time. This one...amazing. Strong, beginning to end but that last stanza is the exclamation point. Very much enjoyed this one!
3rd Apr 2017 8:52pm
Thank you luv! You are always so inspirational. I value your appreciation of my pen. I am very drawn to your ink and it has given me the load of inspiration itself! Thank you for reading.
Lyrical, the love and respect you show your ancestors in this piece is inspiring and touching. You have a richness to your blood that is beautiful intriguing. Brava!
4th Apr 2017 6:41pm
3rd Apr 2017 11:23pm
This reads very similar in context to mine...but it's NOT a complaint it's an astonishment that yours feels like we collaborated on a mystical level lol
Loved this :)
Loved this :)
4th Apr 2017 6:43pm
Well then!! Guess our third eyes were going crazy with the same mindgasms as our pens took control then huh? That's truly "poetic" that we both coincidentally felt the urge to write about our cultural observations and expression. Love that :-)
4th Apr 2017 6:16am
Damn, the flow of your pieces is ridiculous. Brilliant writing, as usual, lyric. I always have to admire the depth, the creases and crevices your pieces always offer. Good pen!
~anonshaodw😏
~anonshaodw😏
4th Apr 2017 6:45pm
"The depth creases and crevices" I must say you took my breathe away with that one. How flattering and inspiring to know you value and literally study (strip) naked my lines of poetry. I am honored and thank you for the inspiration PS <3
