There, this thing
Growing inside of me.
I know you feel it too.
Everybody knows that we’re all infected.
Because we’re made from the same clay.
This rotten mud is the reason we’re all fucked up.
Our minds don’t work well.
The way we view things has been conditioned
To fit a standard,
to conform to a way.
To comprehend what She is.
Run, stop the bleeding.
Let death dig its claws in.
Kill
The rapist within me
Break the cycle,
Rise above,
And Live !
Every book I read broadens my awareness.
Every protest sharpens my perception.
Kill
Nation
Gender
Bullshit