Listen.
Listen to the silence that falls the word discrimination.
Listen it comes in all forms and antisocial norms.
Listen to the division in age, religion, sexuality, disability, pregnancy, gender, class, marital status, health, and intellectual capability.
Listen the list goes on and on until your ears are worn, and the earth is torn.
Listen, the point I am trying to make is that everyone has something blocking them, repress, and preventing them from ever really being heard.
Listen, I don't judge people on there infirmity of appearance, but rather their personality.
I listen to the vibration that falls an upon their vocal folds.
I listen to their intellectual alterations through the diversification of conversation.
Listen. But …show more content…
Don't tell me to “spit it out “or try to finish my sentence.
Listen as my check flush red and cold sweat and stress of retrospect
Just listen.
Listen, because you're discrimination halters and falters my ability to matter.
And you have the nerve to say that “You shouldn’t be allowed speak aloud.”
So then came the hours upon hours to elocution lesson. Suffocating at grips annunciation and articulation. Sputtering, stuttering, stammering. I try and try but the words don’t come out. It like drowning and water blocking my throat is the grip of insults. I force my tongue to redirect and correct. For I long to scream and scream “listen to me”. But my voice drowns with silence.
This where I truly lost my way. I shut myself off. Became an outer shell. And fell into the stagnant of isolation. To point where I was afraid to read aloud. Stinging eyes, tongue worn raw, muscle strained sore. The acid of the words burns as it streams down my cheeks.
Listen, as I deflect my inability to express.
Listen. To everyone else, it is just a game but to me, it was named. Shame.
If only you knew what was inside my brain, not how I say my name.
If only you could telepathically connect and I know that I deserve more than
Listen to the silence that falls the word discrimination.
Listen it comes in all forms and antisocial norms.
Listen to the division in age, religion, sexuality, disability, pregnancy, gender, class, marital status, health, and intellectual capability.
Listen the list goes on and on until your ears are worn, and the earth is torn.
Listen, the point I am trying to make is that everyone has something blocking them, repress, and preventing them from ever really being heard.
Listen, I don't judge people on there infirmity of appearance, but rather their personality.
I listen to the vibration that falls an upon their vocal folds.
I listen to their intellectual alterations through the diversification of conversation.
Listen. But …show more content…
Don't tell me to “spit it out “or try to finish my sentence.
Listen as my check flush red and cold sweat and stress of retrospect
Just listen.
Listen, because you're discrimination halters and falters my ability to matter.
And you have the nerve to say that “You shouldn’t be allowed speak aloud.”
So then came the hours upon hours to elocution lesson. Suffocating at grips annunciation and articulation. Sputtering, stuttering, stammering. I try and try but the words don’t come out. It like drowning and water blocking my throat is the grip of insults. I force my tongue to redirect and correct. For I long to scream and scream “listen to me”. But my voice drowns with silence.
This where I truly lost my way. I shut myself off. Became an outer shell. And fell into the stagnant of isolation. To point where I was afraid to read aloud. Stinging eyes, tongue worn raw, muscle strained sore. The acid of the words burns as it streams down my cheeks.
Listen, as I deflect my inability to express.
Listen. To everyone else, it is just a game but to me, it was named. Shame.
If only you knew what was inside my brain, not how I say my name.
If only you could telepathically connect and I know that I deserve more than