You declare you are not racist.

Or face the truth and deal with our insecurities.But we are suspended within mentalities to react,Too quickly!We are prepared to defend such conditions…We find ourselves in,Much too fast!Offended we are and preconditioned to attack,And not listen.Becoming less respected because we disrespect.For purposes that generate a reflected unhappiness.Handed down from one generation to the next.To annoint…

One has the nerve to adjust to and accept.With little delusion left to live.Some would say comments made like this are negative.Until the onslaught of reality hits them quick.And there is nothing positive they see in it.With wishes to blame others to have it fixed.To return back to a life that is fantasized.Complete and sugarized.But…

They experience broken vessels.This can be mended,With steps of further prevention.But it has to be admitted,That an emptiness exists within.Only then can a healing begin!If blood ties between them,Have left some to feel…They experience broken vessels.And this sometimes is defended.With a continued dripping,Seeping from a strength…That eventually weakens,An enlightenment that heightens.Defeating the intention meant,To heal…

And received.May conflict.And restrictions are enforced.To endorse a conformity.What is intended for humanity…Has been based upon interpretation.Mostly by those who have chosen,A direction to impose.And which beliefs would be condoned.The Earth we inhabit,Has always been a sphere…Allowing life to breed and leech upon it!Before explorers discovered this fact,This world had one time been considered flat.Did…

Your appetite for isolation…Has left you disconnected,From those offendedAnd abhorred.You could not exist,Without resources others have.The very ones denounced with fun…Should be exulted,But you have made their livesSo very sad!And everything that nature gives,You believe is yours to destroy.But every living thing here and beyond,Will unite to stop your crazedDemented joy!You wont know this,Since corruption…

It’s the question of whose black,That they keep themselves attacked!Not from the outside but from the inside,They seem closed as if afraid,Stunted in a mindset dim…That sheds no light to their shade.And in this disposition…There is a competition,To show themselves aware…Others might stop and stare!But there are those who know who they are,And shrug off…