Mountain Top

They’re talking about you placing blame

But they don’t even know your name

That was written in the ink of a scholar

At the bottom of a declaration saying never shall I follow

Asking sometimes don’t you think you’re seeing things that aren’t there?

It’s them not seeing what is, wandering blind scared

In the kingdom where the one eyed five hunt the self-aware

And those with nothing left to lose thrive without fear

Watching the house of cards wobbling, overbalanced at the top tier

From a clear mountain top breathing clean air

And cultivating together

Respect for ourselves and each other

Struggling with hatred

We internalized the lessons

No matter how hard we fought

So it’s a daily mission

To undo all the damage taught

To accept all the damage done

Recognise we’re not the perfect ones

Forgive ourselves enough to push on

Never paralyzed by indecision

No longer anesthetized at their discretion

Free to feel again

Hurt again breathe again

Bleed again

Stand tall against the next collision

With false patriarchs and their illusions

There’s no such thing as a benevolent murderer

So we take blows and spit blood

Expect nothing less

Than to bleed for this

Grind for respect

We build and reflect

Take time to connect

Establish foundations and mode of address

Question privilege

Responses found wanting we reject

Eject

Divest

Spread wings and flourish unencumbered

For our days may be but we shall never be numbered