Revolt

We are not a revolt
We just choose to see
Through eyes that
Have received images
Thrashed into our minds
Fist clenching, gut wrenching
Memories of people
Who will never leave us
Who we will never turn blind
Eyes to because they deserve
To be seen and held and told
They are stronger than we
Could ever imagine being
And they have been denied
Every comfort and convenience
Because of what the population
Has told them to be as
Mice trying to jump high
Enough to get inside
And once they do
They face every trap
And poison
Tormented with obstacles
We ourselves could never face.
And we, we revolt.
We throw posters and words
That cause gasps
Towards the puppet masters
And we march
Until there’s a border.
But what if we crossed it?
What if we licked up
The poison our own has
Planted
What if we placed our feet
In the traps and
In cages holding hand
With the rejects.
But we, we are not revolted
By this injustice
If we were
There wouldn’t be
A difference between
Them and we.
All the walls would be
Torn down and the we’d
Slice the puppet strings
But comfort is easy
We bow to convenience
And they’re too far to reach.