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Change Isn't Welcome


Let me break into your thoughts, I’m a mindbomb, ticking time bomb. Seven years I wore the the veil shielded myself and kept pale news shunned like yesterday’s mail happier than my previous trail I found community and my eyes cleared. The haunt of news unheard mocked my ears. So long, I kept away from the truth. But, as I return, you yourselves chain me back from it. Insults, jarring. Truth is un-American. “Aren’t you glad Bin Laden died in your country?” That’s what you said. Since when did truth equate to the sorrowful death of a terrorist. i didn’t ask for a tormenter of people, a hateful man. Defy my word and ask me again if I grew sad eyes at the murderer’s bed.
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