Category: Poetry

Some say I’m paranoid, some say I always pull the race card,They wonder why I have so much anger, resentment, hostility,They may think it’s due to my own hatred, or my own insecurities,Maybe they are right, to some extent,Maybe they can blame bad parenting, or the liberal media for my views on the world,But isn’t…

Time has no shape, Yet I always try to imagine what it would look like if it had one, It’s power makes me think of something big, A powerful beast, A rhino, A bull, But that wouldn’t be right, Time isn’t a behemoth that overpowers the things around it, It is something much smaller, That…

“How’s the kitchen coming along?” “Great, I think we have enough to renovate the basement too. I’m so happy they’ve finally started paying you more. Especially since you lost your job.” “The money’s not from the police station honey. After I killed that kid, someone started a GoFundMe account. They raised nearly half a million…

The sky was pitch black a few minutes ago, But now it was pierced by splashes of yellow light, The splashes almost looked like fireworks, Yet I knew what they really were, They weren’t the signs of celebration, They were a harbinger of death, Each one was a meteor, visible from thousands of miles out,…

Politically Correct, White Knight, Social Justice Warrior. We’ve probably all heard these terms, and many of us have probably used them, People are always quick to say it’s (insert year) anytime a conversation about discrimination comes up, As if the year itself changes the way people think, There is the idea that time always means…

“If you want racism to end you have to stop talking about it.” “You guys are so sensitive, you see racism in everything.” “Black people always pull the race card, they’re the real racists.” “I don’t even see colour.” Liberals and minorities hear these complaints all the time, Coming from people who both benefit from…