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World of Hate
there is a trans woman who unhooks her bra
picks off her fingernails
and wipes off her makeup
looks in the mirror each day
staring at her reflection with no regrets
seeing a woman that is fearless
laying herself on their king-size bed
then placing her wig on the nightstand
thinking back to when she was bullied
dropping out of school because of the hate
many threats against her life
a life that could have been lost to ignorance
now she embraces every moment
we don't have to be the sickness
we can be the cure
taking every hit and becoming strong
looking hatred in the face and smiling
shinning light through the dark
there’s a poor boy living hard in the streets
single mom who couldn't afford to feed him
many nights starving in a cold dark house
trying to go to school for an education
being shoved and called every name in the book
having to fight just to prove his worth
breaking into houses to get revenge
stealing food from the local supermarkets
realizing this is no way to live
using his brain to get through college
becoming successful, falling in love
and gaining a family
realizing when life hits you hard
you need to roll with the punches
we don't have to be the sickness
we can be the cure
taking every hit and becoming strong
looking hatred in the face and smiling
shinning light through the dark
a woman with beautiful brown skin
black hair and dark eyes
she was always proud of her looks
till she experienced hate
names called out with idiocy
profiled by those who are sworn to protect
afraid to enter the white neighborhoods
being looked at like some kind of disease
deciding there must be a better way
joining groups to protest
speaking out against racism
spreading the word of unity with her voice
yelling to the crowds
"hate me for my looks!
hate me because I was born!
hate me for my very breath!
i’ll just love in a world of hate"
picks off her fingernails
and wipes off her makeup
looks in the mirror each day
staring at her reflection with no regrets
seeing a woman that is fearless
laying herself on their king-size bed
then placing her wig on the nightstand
thinking back to when she was bullied
dropping out of school because of the hate
many threats against her life
a life that could have been lost to ignorance
now she embraces every moment
we don't have to be the sickness
we can be the cure
taking every hit and becoming strong
looking hatred in the face and smiling
shinning light through the dark
there’s a poor boy living hard in the streets
single mom who couldn't afford to feed him
many nights starving in a cold dark house
trying to go to school for an education
being shoved and called every name in the book
having to fight just to prove his worth
breaking into houses to get revenge
stealing food from the local supermarkets
realizing this is no way to live
using his brain to get through college
becoming successful, falling in love
and gaining a family
realizing when life hits you hard
you need to roll with the punches
we don't have to be the sickness
we can be the cure
taking every hit and becoming strong
looking hatred in the face and smiling
shinning light through the dark
a woman with beautiful brown skin
black hair and dark eyes
she was always proud of her looks
till she experienced hate
names called out with idiocy
profiled by those who are sworn to protect
afraid to enter the white neighborhoods
being looked at like some kind of disease
deciding there must be a better way
joining groups to protest
speaking out against racism
spreading the word of unity with her voice
yelling to the crowds
"hate me for my looks!
hate me because I was born!
hate me for my very breath!
i’ll just love in a world of hate"
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