The spiritual horror of psychological torture

When the mind slowly decays It doesn’t just affect the mind It affects the body, the spirit, the soul The spiritual horror of psychological torture Is how you treated black people The way you penetrated our minds with accusations of inferiority Treating us less than animals Less than the dirt on your shoes Generation after generation You have tortured my people Psychological punishment One of the most harrowing types of torture Slowly breaking down our psych Until you wipe your hands of guilt When we succumb to a forced suicide When it was really your hate that held the gun between our eyes You trapped us in a cage of hate Behind the bars you built Of a system used to oppress Forever encased in a room of solitary confinement Leaving us to drown in the silence of your actions Eternally haunted by the burdens of your violence How about you stop projecting the insecurities you try to ignore And face the damage of all you have done You will not win the battle And you will not win the war The lies you've installed Into those privileged, ignorant soul I hope they will follow you And haunt you forevermore And when the time finally comes I hope you finally face the wrath of everything you have done I hope you feel the pain of what you inflicted on us in tenfold The psychological horror That you forced us to endure The inhumane treatment just because of our skin colour To be full of hate, is to be extremely miserable Because the insecurities you feel will be the cause of your imminent downfall