You are deprived,
blank, you are blank,
and no one can figure you out,
who you are, what you are.
You are deprived of ethnicity,
no one can really see you,
I mean, they see you,
they just cannot really see you.
You are deprived of race,
and they cannot find a word for you
you belong in no group, no race, no ethnicity
what you are? you are shaped like man,
but you are not man, are you?
and so, you are subjected to rejection
blamed for no wrong doing,
you, unwillingly accept a word that offends you
you are a victim of prejudice, racism,
you are deprived all things,
in my mind
A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?
-in my mind