Can You Hear It Now?
The silent subconscious of inheritedmemory aches into an eternity ofapprehension never knowing howand when the next creeping insultthe following violent assaultwill begin as the mass cringes infearful anticipation and othersamong them set up their own barriersof social rejection absolute and fearlessoutside the bounds of civil lawfeeling not much to lose even thoughthey've little to gain, voluntarilysubmitting to a lifetime imprisonedtheir rage releasing them from thelifetime of societal bigotry as anentirely similar type of prison. Theecho chamber of their minds findlittle solace in the chagrin of leadersand promises to reform as they trudgethrough life raising another generationto merge into inequality and poverty.Then a final assault on sensibilities ofjustice and intolerance in blatant murderand suddenly that echo chamber isamplified and its crescendo becomesa riotous rejection of a nation's civilnormalcy exclusive of that minority'shuman rights. Can you hear that echo?
Wednesday, June 3, 2020
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Poetry
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