She always hated the sight of blood
But now it had become her greatest comfort
She felt her blood was the only one who understood
What it was like to be judged
Both hated on for their colour
Both wanting to be hidden
Both wanting to be invisible
Each cut sent waves of euphoria throughout her body
She wasn't a masochist
She just loved being in control
It was a distraction
From all the racists
Who consistently punished her
For her skin colour
She didn't know if she could deal with it anymore
She didn't want to be here no more
She had always wondered about life after death
What would happen?
Would she finally find peace?
Or would she forever carry the weight of her race for eternity?
All she wanted was to exist
Without being discriminated against
Without someone bullying her for her skin colour
She was tired
Whilst she was stuck in her mind
She hadn't realised
How deep she had cut
She saw how much blood she had lost
She wasn't sad
She was just numb
The last thing she thought of before she succumbed
Was freedom
I am human with the same dignity and power,
then why treat me like an alien?
Our skincolour differs, but we are all created and designed by one God and maker.
I have great potentials just like the white man,
But I am treated and rejected just because of my colour.
I undergo physical, emotional and social discrimination and suppression,
Just because my skin colour is black.
I have been enslaved and colonized by a foreign master,
Beaten and suppressed to accept a foreign rule,
Discriminated because of my elegant black beauty.
Striving to live and survive in this dominating world,
But all efforts seems futile.
I will continue to make efforts and see that my skin colour is appreciated and upheld in the society at large.
I’ve finished with travels, for I can’t agree
With the reasons I’m discriminated
Won’t pay for the visa a notable fee
Won’t wait in the queue of migrated
I’m blamed for the crimes which I didn’t commit
Stigmatized for a thing they call “nation”
I’ve nowhere to go and I’ve no one to meet
My train doesn’t stop at your station
I may not be happy about it, but such
Is the case that I’ve to comprehend
My dear foreign friend, I don’t know you that much
As you seem to know who I am
I’m lazy, incurious, spoiled and defiant
I live in the land of the snow
I’m a parallel world to political giants
That all of you are, as I know
Think better of me, if you can, for I’m not
Your enemy or cater cousin
Who dreams to come over with problems he’s got
To share at least half a dozen.
I was always too fond of aliens and the other galaxies.
I was too eager to know about them and their families.
And I personally think they are much better than humans.
At least their so-called humanity isn't a delusion.
An alien isn't black or white.
An alien isn't body-shamed on the basis of his weight and height.
An alien is neither poor or rich.
And being mentally-disturbed isn't a glitch.
No alien is discriminated on the basis of religion.
And alien society can't interfere with an alien's decision.
I guess I was better off as an alien than a human being.
After all, a peaceful life with the aliens seems so much appealing.
NON - DUALISM
Non - dualism! Prime perception in awakening of awareness
oozing from sole Consciousness
on eternal Universal flow fluent and abundant.
Non - duality running through
multiplicity and diversity of existence
revealing static Cosmic state
Or manifesting dynamic progress
transcending to ethereal ecstasy.
Unique Spiritual essence
attributing Oneness embedded
in living and non living objects.
No borderline can be drawn separating continuity of Consciousness.
Unbounded endless Energy rippling propagating
through every quark and nano particle in continuous pattern
neither discrete chapters nor can be discriminated.
Mono-ism! A Universal Oneness
initiating Full Consciousness
to create Openness above Self
surpassing subject-object limitations.
Ever flow of endless ethereal Energy
interconnecting everything
in Sub conscious Semi Conscious Conscious or Super conscious form
to follow a Unique principle: Mono-ism.
07/25/22
Non - Dual awareness
Contest by Unseeking Seeker
Imprisoned
They robbed me of time,
controlled me by their lenses
censored my opinions
took my rights away
mere men speculating
ignorant kings from central casting
spoke for simpleton from the Labs
convincing me of “Experimental” concoction
for which i must not sue.
They Robbed me of time,
shamming me for my choice
Taunting me with divisive tags
unvaxx unfit to live
They shut me in like a prisoner
Because i chose freedom
deny my right to move and travel
to gain control of my body
These experiment has failed
Yet they do not care,
Pharmaceutical toying with life
and Ignorant Dictators colluding
These Fascist
rode on our collective serendipity
Turned dictators
barring us like a plaque
discriminated
restricted
Denied
Abused
deprived
Banned
denigrated
Shamed
Coerced
Because i chose freedom
India is a land of culture,
Where there people having faces of vulture,
India is a land of democarcy,
Where the people want to autocracy.
Rules are made against caste system,
Which have to face criticism,
But still it is not abolished,
Rather it is polished.
Caste system is the way to divide,
Between human and humane,
Such as brahimns,kshatriyas,
Shudras, Chandellas and Vaishyas.
We have to stop this practice,
What you know about about government tactics,
Equality is given to all,
It is only the development of all.
Place Like Home
Girl and a guy
And the friendly other
They can all say hi
And be around one another
And not be judged
Or discriminated
Feelings are budged
That harshness cannot be belted
All are welcome
To come and stay
In a home, you can come
At the end of the day
Because you cannot have it now
But you will later, do not ask how
Written on January 31, 2020
my country tis of thee
allow me to speak unapologetically
courageous and daring in my
dark brown discriminated skin
nine ether curls, i smirkishly grin
residing in country in a state of not enough love
exerting way too much hate
incapable of properly correcting sin
people lost and confused
where does one begin
why can't we all be judged for what's within
sweet land of liberty what is happenin'
i sing of thee
breaking chains of mental slavery
i've never witness such inequality
what has, will have been
isn't it up to us to exalt honor and self-discipline
my country tis of thee
i speak unapologetically
walking with my head high respectively
land where my ancestors fought and died
land where the descendants took pride
odd, but threatening to some is
my pigmented skin and my stride
i have nothing to hide
science teaches there's always light to the dark side
are all women and men not born free
my country tis of thee
sweet land, what happened to your liberty
i sing of thee
freedom will ring
i sing
When tongues arise to condemn racism
None speaks the ordeal of the African albino being
Defined by different views of ethnical beliefs
Discriminated by his brothers for lacking melanin
He is but subjected to verbal condemnation
With chants of mockery upon his head
Discriminated by hypocrites who speak against discrimination
Begging love and acceptance from his fellow man
Have not many mocked his blurred eyesight?
And taunted his nystagmus as he squints in the sun?
Have not many tongues wagged in ignorance?
Spitting forth myths about his existence
Where now is the ignorant Yoruba cook?
That says "Afin ojeyo" with all boldness
Where is that man that showcases emptiness?
To say the sun beclouds an albino's reasoning.
Many myths are said and put to practice
Cursed is the man that sacrifices an albino child
For the zeal of greed has made men fools
To think the albino's blood a charm
Many a person living with albinism
Are daily deprived of the right to noble labour
So if ever tongues shall wag about racism
Fail not to speak of these black beings in white skin.
By: Adams Elizabeth Oyarese
Lizdiamond Poetry World
(Happy Mothers Day)
My existence was bloomed there with aromatic love
No pain of discriminated stain was at my birth
Thousands of pregnancy pains she endured with smiling
With wandered time she taught me how to grow up
She has many learned chapters of knowledge treasure
She guides me by humane lessons as godly blessed teacher
In her face exists beauty of entire nature
In her lap lives the peace of caring pleasure
In her hands hidden divine foods with nectar
In her veil I find shadow of the godly throne
In her advice many times my human nature born
Wherever I go with her blessings I feel not alone
Paradise of God was made for such kind mother
For her happiness my daily service is now prayer
10.05.2020 Chattogram
Why do you hate me
I have never owned a slave
Never used the "N" word
Or discriminated against
Anyone
I am not a racist
I was just born white
Why do you hate me
I have never committed a crime
Never been violent
Or discriminated against
Anyone
I am not a criminal
I was just born black
I am a man
Just like you are a man
Trying to live
A peaceful life
Stop and listen
And help others
Love one another
Lets stop talking about color
And start celebrating character
The time for change
Has come
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I am an African boy
I was carved from the chocolate melanin of the African soil
Tutored under the iroko tree by her grand sages
Baptised in the palm wine of Bomi hills
I am an African boy
I am an African boy
I was creamed with the coconut oil from cape coast
Explored the shores of the Atlantic Ocean
Taught to walk on the golden sand of the Sahara
I am an African boy
I am an African boy
I was maltreated for my hospitality
Humiliated for my humility
Discriminated for the color of my skin
But I remain the pride of my race
I am an African boy
I am an African boy
I am not the one written in the history books of the colonist
neither their so called ‘lesser being’
I am the best and only version of me
I am an African boy
I am an African boy
I am the brother of Cesaire and Senghor
Cousin of Diop, nephew of Nkrumah
Grandson of Blyden
I stand for black pride in the world today
I am an African boy
People
People who are gay
Are fun in their own way
People who are lesbian
Can be a wonderful thespian
People who are bi
Are ones able to soar and fly
People who are transgender
Are ones who can be love contender
People who are non-binary
Are special and don’t conform to the binary
People who are pan
Are great and those who can
But these people are not liked
So they’re discriminated and reputation piked
Written on January 21, 2020
Trump Intimidated and Discriminated
Many others Trump had intimidated;
He would criticize and discriminated;
A nifty nerd,
And absurd;
To Self awards and trophies dedicated.
Jim Horn
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