Tuesday, 12 April 2016

When Darkness Breeds (April 12, 2016)

I stand
As a witness
To the systemic discrimination
That plagues
Canada's Aboriginal people.

Even though
I want to turn away
As my own dark memories
Come to the forth.

In having
Your very soul
Stripped away
And told:

"You're worthless".

Over and over

To the point
You start believing it
As the light is
Snuffed out.

And hope is
Another 4 letter word
To curse you.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: I wrote this, this morning, on my way, upon the streetcar, to visit the lab, to have my quarterly blood work to check my A1C.

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