Die

November 29, 2009
Many words spoken, cutting like swords

Die F****t! Go! Leave!

Ringing in the ears of the minority

Shouting, piercing, but never quite breaking

They will not falter



The voices of thousands

The souls of the ignorant call

Call me, to join them in their cries

But I forever stand with the minority



Even if I may be judged by what I am,

Never by who I am

I will not falter



Never, as the riots overtake me

Never, as they take away my ability to live with love

Never, as I'm beaten while fighting for my country,

By my own soldiers, brothers in arms

I will not falter



Robbed of myself

Dodging bullets falling like tears

Afraid to live, fighting to die

I will not falter





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TiannaField said...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 8:50 pm
I love this! , I was wondering, I have to do a project ofr minority studies, can I use this poem? I'll giveyou credits and eveything
 
Justerespirer replied...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 10:03 pm
of course you may :)
 
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