For the place that I thought was a source of light.
Is filled with the darkest storms.
The shallowest minds and the coldest hearts.
It is so much on segregation and separation.
In demarcations and differentiation.
Where is the integration?
The infiltration and embrace of one nation?
I guess it is reflex action.
Of fear they had to threaten.
To destroy and to demoralize.
To show their superiority and power.
When they’re insecure.
It is overwhelming.
Negativity is suffocating.
Aching this heart full of wanting.
To know more.
To learn more.
But I’m more afraid of becoming like them.
I’m afraid to integrate.
To be infected by their terrible disease.