spilled thoughts – Page 11

America: struggle, fight, climb until you die.

Relentless

Conned and captured,

Whipped, raped, lynched, and shot in cold blood,

You may be able to oppress us,

But we will never be silenced.

though our eyes are wide open,
it feels as if we’re living in a dream state,
desperate to decipher the real from fake.

moments underestimated – or calculated to the tee,
what difference does it make in the end?
who will it affect?

though your heart is wide open,
if you’re colder than the bottom of the ocean,
who’ll brave its depths?

don’t neglect, don’t forget
we’ll all be beneath the ground one day,
nothing more than bones and sediment.

(Photo: taken 6/13 at the LGBT Center’s Rally/Vigil for Orlando at Los Angeles City Hall)

In the wake of our worst fears, we vow to remain unmoved

Devastated by a hate that seeks to destroy us, we vow to continue to love

I am a plethora of contradictions,
wild, free yet well-kept,
flawless prose in simple diction,
wide awake and hardly slept.

True warriors never share their stories,
but bury me in my armor,
forever doused in gold and glory,
the misanthropic little charmer.