It is not me, It is you

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You think you can
Put me in quotes
That seem so
Oppressive
You think you can
Label me
Call me names
You think I’m less
Less of a human
Because I’m a woman
A woman of color

You think it is I
Who needs freedom
Well, let me free
Your noxious little brain
Let me free you
From ignorance
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That’s smothered you
With hatred
Because it is not I
It is you
Yes you
How could you
Possibly free
A bird soaring high
In the sky?
How could you possibly not know
Pearls are found hidden deep down
In the sea?
How could you
Possibly expect
A rose
Grown amongst weeds
To change into weed itself?
No it is not me
It is you
And your hate
It is you
And your hopelessness
That needs changing
It is not me
It is you

Source; ummkhawla.wordpress.com

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