Words keep failing me
When I need them the most
Bearing witness to travesty
And I start thinking
Is it just me?
As I watching
The pain escalates
There’s no medication
There is no relief
Just because I close my eyes
It doesn’t mean I concede
Trying to articulate this
This narrative
Seen it all my life
Yet I still wonder
What it is?

Words keep failing me
When I need them the most
Concrete jungle
Will always exist
Fighting since we were kids
This infused battle
Dedicated to prevent my rise
You are the only combatant
Claiming I am the hate
If I become combative
It just makes me
Look in awe
Trying to understand
What the problem is
When we were young
Bullies were never stopped with words
It’s hard to conceive you will
Stop when I tell you
I can’t breathe

Words keep failing me
When I need them the most
I want to talk to you
But I have to consider
What’s embedded in you
Still retaliating from
Moorish invasions
Still in pain
From the crusades
Claiming to fight for holy land
All the time preparing the way
For the slave trade
Everyone is tired of fighting
What are you so afraid of?
What do you think I want?
Regardless of the path
You continue to receive love

Words keep failing me
When I need them the most
Stuck in this perpetual motion
Do I just escape?
Claiming asylum in a foreign land
But how safe would I be
In a foreign land
Do I just pretend that it is different
Singing kumbaya
While you stop someone else
That looks just like me
I do not hate me
So I will never accept
That hate you see in me