for being Caucasian and relatively
average throughout our lives,
being pushed around by those
with narrow minds and
large bank accounts as if their
destiny was this and nothing more;
we feast upon the fantasies of regret
as being all that we have, never
thinking about venturing out beyond
the leash of life that holds all of
her inmates together as if they
were mere animals in a pound;
we live upon the dreams of desire
that we may one day be in a better place
where no longer in the middle we are
and no longer do we fear each day
to spout out the truth because someone
may have prayed too long against us.
7Oct14
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