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Stars

And it is

The same

Wherever

You go

Wherever

I go

The same

People

In the same

State

of play

The same
State
Of mind
The same
People
It seems
Even when
They are
Different
Even when
They are
At ease
With themselves
At ease
With being
What it is
They say
they are not
When they
Are at ease
With being
Assholes
Even when
They are not
Because
It is not
They way
They were “Brought up”
The way
They were “Taught”
Yet somehow
They learned
To be
Angry
The learned
To be
Ignorant
Somehow
They
Learned

So here we are
I am
We sit
And talk
Of nothing
All the while
Spilling
Our “Fags”
Our
“Spics”
And even
Our “niggers”
Even though
We are not
Saying
We are
Still telling
Everything
About
What we are not
Feeling everything
As if
We are
Cut open
And spilling
Our secrets
Unable
To stop
Unable to
Change it
Because we have
Been “brought up”
And we have
Been “taught”
By our
Fathers and mothers
Our ignorant

Fathers and Mothers

We have been
Mutilated
By television
And its white people
Its black people
We have been
Left
For dead
By television
And its people
We have
Been
Scarred
By all of the talk
Scarred
By all of the talk
Scarred
By all of the talk

Crushed by the poetry

By words

That do not

Exist

Wisdom

That is anything

But

Wise

Wisdom that

Is wishing

On stars

That will fall