From the outside, pain flows in.
Hurt from those that refuse to believe in me.
Pain from those that curse my name.
Yet none see the dream
Looking on from the outside
None know the struggle, gazing from afar.
Unaware of the pain
Within the tears, dreams are seen
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My dreams are simple, noble and yet true.
To be seen without judgement.
No more locking of car doors as I cross the street.
To be handed the bill when the meal is complete.
Not to be assumed guilty by the police.
To be looked upon as an equal.
My dream is to be treated fair.
Treated like my skin color doesn’t make a difference.
To be shown the kindness of being human
My dreamLike fruit
upon tree branches
Like a caged bird
my songs are bitter sweet
Like the forgotten
my name is lost
Pages are destroyed from my book
the times have changed
The evils only taken new forms
Like waters
I flow
over dams. down streams
like my tears
flowing down my face
My body hurts
I've been beaten like Jesus
saying father. forgive them
Time has forgotten
but the nightmares still exist
last in line
and still pushed aside
Who knows my tears
cry with me
let us comfort each other
mending these wounds
time has forgot