(If this is about how it is now):
I see racism, I find that I can’t escape from it. In my face those of innocent are being killed. To those who don’t know me, my skin color defines who I am. To them I’m a dirty immigrant, I was being suspicious, the red skin on me yells for help, I was the one who started corona. All I hear is go back to where you belong. Help, Help, I scream, I was a child playing with a toy gun and I got shot. This digital world has shown the brutality of the place I call home. How will I be safe if I’m not white and strait. People on videos are shown being murdered, I see pictures of lesbian couples being beaten for those they had no choice but to love. For my interests I am yelled at for not being normal. How can I escape when it is all in my face, screaming. I beg for change, but when will it happen?
(If this is about how I want to see it):
I’m surrounded by mushrooms, hands reach out to me through the walls as I relax and see the ceiling spin. I trip through the digital world and se all sorts of melanin around me. Smiles are shared on our high, for we are all just flesh and bones. We love who we love and scream in joy. We climb down the colorful rabbit holes and sink to wherever it takes us. The digital lsd trip we are on, we see things how we want
It. Waves of information rush over us, we let it. All the good things in the world sink into our open minds. We are one, and we shall enjoy every last moment here.
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