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“capt’n this room is on fire capt’n, this body will not stop burning”

-Nick Flynn

This passage was really remarkable for me as it illustrates the panic and confusion that the people on the receiving end of these orders most likely oftentimes experience. Just because someone carries out an order doesn’t mean they don’t think twice about it.

best intentions

We are raised at an early age to believe in equality. Love our neighbors and ourselves;

but when I turn on the TV and read the news I see nothing but oppression and silence.

From the institutions we once idolized.

How can we take pride? in where we come from? where we’re going?

Is ignorance really bliss?

#Power #Poverty #Ignorance #Culture #Pride

emilychucta

They do not lose their children to this war. They do not lose their houses & their streets

Arroz Poetica- Aracelis Girmay (via

emilychucta

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People who do not experience the type of pain that the less fortunate do don’t always realize how lucky they are

(via madeleine-drost)

I agree, a vast majority of the people who live in the U.S. don’t really take time to appreciate the things that we have here in a nation that is generally peaceful to live in

rockyfalletiosu

My enemies ride jets to parties. They are not tied up in pens in Guantanamo Bay.

Girmay (via rockyfalletiosu)

This line really stuck out to me because it did a greeat job of highlighting who Girmay’s true enemies are. While many people who don’t think too much about war would believe that the detainees are the “bad guys”, oftentimes the true evildoers live a life of luxury and call the shots on who lives and who dies from the comfort of their own homes.

everyday, capt’n, sir, captain, I was left, a child, after school, I was alone, I found a match, under the sink I found a can, a spray can, ly-sol dis-infectant, it made a torch, I was careful the flame didn’t enter the can, I knew it would explode, somehow I knew, I’m trying to be clear sir—the flame shot across the room, then it was gone

Nick Flynn

#Risk #Temporary #Power

My enemies ride jets to parties. They are not tied up in pens in Guantanamo Bay. They are not young children throwing rocks. My enemies eat meats & vegetables at tables in white houses where candles blaze, cast shadows of crosses, & flowers.

Aracelis Girmay

#Poverty #Affluent #Discrepancy

we all know how it turns out instead of this end- less uncertainty hey let’s sell our souls a few more times no one’s really counting (those little papers you trade for your sins, what do you call them? anyone? no?)

Nick Flynn

#Paying off sins #Church #Death

a god who spits blood from tuberculosis and doesn’t even have enough for bus fare

Francisco X. Alarcon

#Less Fortunate #Poverty #Human

and I was thinking how the songs coming from the radio were like the speech of a single human American psyche— the one voice of the one collective dream, industrial, amphetamine, and the starts unmoving—

Dana Levin

#Voice #Unitary #AmericanDream

DO NOT FOLD SPINDLE OR MUTILATE THE HUMAN HEART DO NOT CATCH IN THE CROSSHAIRS OF HATE THE LAST HUMAN CONSCIENCE

Olga Cabral

#Request #Humanity #Awareness

on weekends a guy has nothing to do except drive around in a convertible counting the shoe stores and thinking of screwing his date beside him a faintly bilious look perpetually on her face.

Jack Anderson

#Luxury #Unhappiness #Ignorance

You think maybe this is an experiment and you are being tested or retroactively insulted or you have done something that communicates this is an okay conversation to be having.

Claudia Rankine

#Racism #Insulting #Rude

I am sick of writing this poem but bring the boy. his new name his same old body. ordinary, black dead thing.

Danez Smith

#Racism #Inequality #PoliceBrutality

10. going, going, gone 11. gods of shovels & black veils

Danez Smith

#fleeting #Dying Breed #Racism

what does it taste like: a takeout box between my legs. plastic bag lady. flimsy white fork to snap in half. dispose of me.

Franny Choi

#Racism #Stereotypes #Sexism

You'd probably just as soon date a black chick. Just as soon eat pussy. Sometimes I can't believe my eyes.