I’ve been robbed of a life
Historically and systematically
I’ve been fed lies and illusions
And my battles scars are too many
for me to ever be whole again
I’ve been robbed of a dream
Of kisses that can truly heal
I’ve been robbed of a love
Unconditional and generous
Present, with air in between
Equal in every single way
A love all mine, to keep inside my skin
And I’m not a victim and I am a victim
Of a loud privilege trying to be muffled
Of other lives, better lives, intersected
Happening all around me everywhere I go
Laughing lightly without the weight of this world
Resting in soft hands of un-soldiers
M.M.D - 2017.11.12 - 3:45am