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Spill These Thoughts
In disbelief when I divulge my hue in the presence of disguised villains/
Who saw its worth and dismantled each shade and turned chameleons/
Grievous wounds covered my lifeless pigment form head to toe/
True colors of the envious refuse to coincide with the rainbow/
Through that pain, I sensed the ominous/
When friends turn Fugazi, being fake became their prominence/
They transformed like Optimus, obliterated my loyalty and left the remains into anonymous/
Friends dipped in disguise who carry knifes came to devour/
Through my blindside, surviving spikes they put on my back like Bowser/
As I became a villain when the enemy stole my innocence, militant acts came from larceny/
Asking God to help mold my tainted heart like Pottery and construct every artery/
Pardon me if part of me commit sin in every debris/
When the devil's greed consume the air like febreeze/
Swollowed my being like dirt to seed/
As I breathe the syllables of God, 'Cause Elohim is no meme/
Placing my faith as I believe, the same faith can fade into obscurity/
When life knocks you to your knees/
Manifest prayer in the breath of need/ When the last strand of hope begin to bleed/
Like my confidence as it leave when society thought me to hate my own shade, conveying it into a trend/
Hatred in the melody of their breath, casting verbal whips to my melanin/
Till I feel circumcised, unable to feel comfort in my own skin/
I see my own people bash white people for bashing our kind/
But when my people participate in the "Light vs Dark Skin" world, it's completely fine?/
So much stress built up in this unapologetic life of mine/
As I frantically spill these thoughts, trying not to loose my mind/
Who saw its worth and dismantled each shade and turned chameleons/
Grievous wounds covered my lifeless pigment form head to toe/
True colors of the envious refuse to coincide with the rainbow/
Through that pain, I sensed the ominous/
When friends turn Fugazi, being fake became their prominence/
They transformed like Optimus, obliterated my loyalty and left the remains into anonymous/
Friends dipped in disguise who carry knifes came to devour/
Through my blindside, surviving spikes they put on my back like Bowser/
As I became a villain when the enemy stole my innocence, militant acts came from larceny/
Asking God to help mold my tainted heart like Pottery and construct every artery/
Pardon me if part of me commit sin in every debris/
When the devil's greed consume the air like febreeze/
Swollowed my being like dirt to seed/
As I breathe the syllables of God, 'Cause Elohim is no meme/
Placing my faith as I believe, the same faith can fade into obscurity/
When life knocks you to your knees/
Manifest prayer in the breath of need/ When the last strand of hope begin to bleed/
Like my confidence as it leave when society thought me to hate my own shade, conveying it into a trend/
Hatred in the melody of their breath, casting verbal whips to my melanin/
Till I feel circumcised, unable to feel comfort in my own skin/
I see my own people bash white people for bashing our kind/
But when my people participate in the "Light vs Dark Skin" world, it's completely fine?/
So much stress built up in this unapologetic life of mine/
As I frantically spill these thoughts, trying not to loose my mind/
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