My Black Skinned Knees
My black Skinned knees
I woke up to this misty gloomy morning
with a scene setting unobtainable dream
a dream of impregnable God given justice
shared in a impartial world
never are my emotional
scrapes and scratches neutral
but are occupied upon this scorched earth
have i found that my abuse
is but a mirror placed on my caramel brown skin
with dancing sugar coated lies that the world
can't see due to reflecting lies
that blind you with the light of misdirection's
to the gifted indestructible young
trust not the marked famous
or these who are not there yet
but find safety in research
and know you(r) beautiful enemy
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