What’s in a Name
To be Pure.
‘In its purest form.’
all of us
are we destined to perform
the most willing form of conforming
the land of the pure and free;
the Whitest form.
This is ultimately toxically tied to hegemony
in a place that condemns us in the guise that we’re really free
but what do we do when we wake up
and realize that the first world really don’t give a fuck?
When we wake up and realize we were never them
and come to acknowledge the strength of which comes within?
And the thought of concessions makes you physically ill
but negating normativity makes you know the violence is real.
And every day’s beginning is one nights sad ending
and the time you are really feeling is when everyone else is sleeping?
D E A T H.
-Written by ME on 9.13.15
Until Next Time Comrades,