There are those that make the most asinine of assumptions
Is willful ignorance funny?
Who are those who quell their voices in the midst of rustling leaves
and perceived as either mute or dumb?
They are bell ringers
Why are the vulnerable marginalized and persecuted?
Fear of difference
The silence underneath the gold rings of society
Made with blistering pain
Am I hopeful for change?
Things of sentimental value—ignored and neglected
Everything Midas touched turned into gold
Shall I believe in wealth?
With inner strength and positivity
Do I prefer sunshine or rain?
Matters of perspective
I like it when rains
My tears are intertwined and made invisible
Emotions buried by the dirt
On this Earth I reflect
Birth, Life, Pain
Shall I trust others to believe my pain?
Are my beliefs invalid if you do no not understand them?
Misunderstanding is a beautiful serpent
All perceptions unfounded and undetected
So analyze and contrive lies
About the lonely dames
Plagued with labels and names
Over stand and not just understand
The true depiction of what you see
Do you believe?
Bar-coded products can’t talk
Switch the tag and change the isle
The isles of your life on the islands of lies
I see me apart for what I am and will become.
I believe in me.