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Troubled the Waters

Troubled,
the waters that are taught to hate
so they drown the hopes of others.
Like Apophis rising from within the waves,
their prejudice torments their brothers.

Troubled,
the waters that are taught to hate
run deep into the South’s land.
Under bloody rocks and burning wood,
hate hails supreme from the cloaked man.

Yet,
we are never protected from our pious evil.
We teach our youth the same ignorant beliefs.
But what if the world turned topsy-turvy
and their future became filled with grief.

THEN…
would you trouble the water to hate?
Or would you swim against the tide?
Maybe you would seek to eradicate
the ignorance of mankind.

Prejudice,
simply begins as a stream that trickles
passing indifference, it picks up speed.
When it reaches the jaws of the river
its richness fertilizes Hate’s seed.

Notorious

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Poetic moments in the words of a dreamer and other randomness in the words of a believer. "Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead." ~ Langston Hughes

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