Desensitized culture

chana

Life ain’t shit ,

people crying over dead sons while the news take a pic

People sharing the same post like they really loved the kid

 But when the likes go down who’s gonna visit his ditch

I prayed for a day that my friends don’t go away

that the bullets become blessings that will shield them  all away

that our loved ones are saved because we hate to feel the pain

of medicine costing a life but failing to save

This numb feeling is oblivion and harder to see

who’s gonna wear me on a tshirt when it’s my turn to flee my turn to escape

depression awaits ,

my demons are waiting

energy fades,

quick to my fate

smiles smeared on their face

I’ve lost a battle to myself cause I couldn’t  cope with this day .

God gave me a shred of light turned around and took it away

find solace in solitude cause no one has your back

friends so quick to chase your bag but don’t give love back

rage a war amongst ourselves because we carry so much hate

Of what our ancestors had to endure to create our fate

A minority

feeling not enough because opportunities do not exist for us.

Yet get teared down for not being elite.

My brother is a black man and I fear for his life .

Someone will judge him, shoot him or take his rights

That fear fuels me to be protective and don’t have no faith

in where faith is not found for for an inner city kid.

  • Author: Curls (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 25th, 2020 10:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: By the year 2018, several of my peers have passed away due to violence, health and unfortunate accidents. I grieve every year , remembering their strong spirits
  • Category: Reflection
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