Stasis (20/30)

The prompt for day twenty over at NaPoWriMo was to write a poem that states the things you know; each line can be a separate statement or you can run them together.

Black is beautiful

but gets marred by

a thin blue line

which is a real shame, seems like

black lives matter most

when they are spending money

on sneakers, weaves and xbox games.

Folks want to martyr criminals

who don’t comply, but

appear to give no f%&ks

about the young black males

who every day senselessly die.

We are desensitized beyond recognition,

celebrating ignorance like it has value;

one hundred forty character

revolutionaries whose flash mob mentality

hashtags injustice and upholds privilege.

We are in an age of technology

where trading convenience for control

equals access to your soul,

salvation lying one click away.

One thing I know for sure,

this reality really needs

a log out button.

© 2015 abruvanamedsly


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