In Here lies the Fear

Where am I? Who are these people?
What are we doing?
Roses are red, Violets are blue
I feel awkward, how about you?
Every friend you have was once a stranger
Lurking in shadows of danger
Of judgement and condemnation
My brow sweat w/condensation
2020 and I still fear discrimination
Because it’s not about race, creed, or religion
But the schism in our own hearts
Unable to love ourselves, so we tear others apart
Bulls-eye after bulls-eye, I connect with every dart
Causing myself to cry, because really I’m just pulling the thorn in my own eye

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