OppressedA Poem by KittOppressed Isn’t it funny how newscasters greet with “good morning” And then proceed to tell you why it’s not a good morning? Isn’t funny how pizza tends to get to our house Faster than police do? Isn’t funny how common sense Isn’t so common anymore? Society seems to be going down hill People are tearing people down In a mad scramble to see the sun They’re killing They’re hurting They’re unstable People would rather be selfish Than to reach out to another We all live in a dark hole There’s no escape People push and shove Forcing others to bow before them It’s power that drive us mad Too much Too little There’s never an easy balance Crash of a whip to those below Bringing the oppressed deeper They wish to cast you in a grave Fearful, the oppressed allows it They know better than to look up Kick ‘e while they’re down Then point out the coffins Watch as many step that way Watch them squirm, cry And wallow in self pity We let the dark consume us We hide behind our graves Just one foot in and they’ll snag you Like a fish They push you until you give You’ll crawl bleeding to your coffin Now everyone’s laughing You shut your door Never to see again Never to hurt again What a shame You had so much to learn So much to do But words have been too much Words can cut deeper than a sword Words will stab you Straight through the heart Mercy abandons you And Hope disappears You’re brought to your knees Tears must be shed Don’t hold it all inside Someone please take your hand Maybe we’ll get through this Pride slaps the hand away Empathy be darned You want to hold your own So you force those around you To watch you hurt and suffer But no, they won’t take that They stand in front of you They take your beatings You’re grateful Pride be darned You got help The coffin is so far away now You’ve got a light in the darkness It’s going to be okay © 2013 Kitt |
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