11/9 and it Begins

I sit and think of the state of my today

I am not a part of the shame but I am ashamed.

I have a voice, but I should not speak.

I have an opinion; I dare not share.

Today is the day that life began at the end

and ‘We, the People’ are laughing at each other

Pointing at instead of in.

Cussing one another; hurting ourselves.

Left-hand: can’t believe

Right-hand: finally

Freehand: don’t blame me

Then there's me.

Before I close my eyes

Wake me from this rem

I was sleeping deep

While waiting for us to agree.

We fight, we argue; we troll.

No one sees eye to eye.

Unless we witnessed the same,

Lest we all face the same pain.

Commenting, like; sharing

Unconvicted for posting a lie

As long as it suits the right side

Then will opinions be justified.

I was born in a selective circle,

My parents assurance kept me a-round.

Raised to be my brother’s keeper

With the knowledge that we are on our own

I am conflicted with this reality

The truth somehow betrayed me;

Left feeling numb and in awe;

Unsure about how to view God.

I sit and think of the state of my today

I am not a part of the shame but I am shamed.  

I have a voice. Shouldn't I speak?

I have an opinion; allow me to share.