Inflicted is this society
Of depicted truths to matter
Does it matter
When every life doesn't matter to the same accord
Accordingly, slavery was abolished
To what effect when our minds are currently enslaved
When the only awakening comes from the mourn of graves
Theres so much to be saved, this is known
Every life does matter
Yet the matter has no volume to skin tone
When the only way is the only way
To band together
Ensuring the importance never fades
In creating the trending phase
Of change
Important Phrase!
Black Lives do matter
Our skin far from white
So the minority as a whole must also lather
The will to stand up for this pigmented matter
Black, White, Hispanic
What ever you may be
We are all created in light of a womb
To the luck of a swim up stream
In similarity of the blood we bleed
N the placenta we once did feed
Linked in red
The blood shed of our being
fish
Salmon HAIKU ©
Salmon swim up stream
Battling against being killed
Womanlike she fights!
Didee
You can be born a male
But that is no guarantee that you will be a man
Or a female maybe your gender
Maybe never a lady, but still is a female
Some will even try to alter God's plan
Who knows what they will come out in the blender
You can walk the straight and narrow line
Or you can flip flop and go on the wild side
We all have to go some where
Some will mess up and some will do just fine
It is your ticket and it is your ride
Some will just be winging it on a prayer
You can be independent or dependent
Some want to control and others are in control
Some get lost of the way
Some are wild and some are obedient
Those that the Devil ends up with their soul
When they become his prey
You can be about anything that you want to be
A fish out of water and swim up stream
Take the rocky road or the easy street
Travel the world and see all you can see
Have a nightmare or a sweet dream
In the end all depends on who you want to meet
Tasting the rain drops, after a hard rain, the wet dew pressed into her petals.
Embracing the morning light she hasn't known a lover maybe one or two. The Lotus blossom
her seedlings has left home her mate has gone astray does she waits for a new lover, or
swim up stream alone.
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