Letter to the Ignorant

…And even though I sit here
Pondering the ever lasting - pondered thought...
The Thought of what is,
And asking myself what if it weren’t….
Looking into the mask of life and judging your souls agenda
Even if you say I don’t have to right to…
I have the right to…
You gave it to me…
Once you let me sit here
Hungry for food other than the physical…
uneducated…is what I became
Once you let my appearance just dwindle
Until I became a speck of what I once was…
Once you made me believe that I wasn’t what I am
And will always be
Because I have no beginning
And no end
And you cannot cause harm to a righteous man like me
Regardless of the countless whips and chains…
Billy clubs and street gang
Otherwise known as the cops…
It’s no wonder I see things more clearly
since you’ve gauged out mine eyes
Why I think more rationally
since I’ve yet to comb my locking locks
My thoughts are growing with every inch of dead cell
Growing from mine head…
And you can’t stop it…
I not only judge you…
But sentence you and your children
To live the life like the ones you planed
For my great-great-great-great-great-grand-children
I bar you for being in the presence
Of such a holy people
You will forever live the life
Of someone without a job or legal tender
I refuse to even give you government aide…
Don’t ever say I don’t have the right to be pissed at you
And fuck you to anyone who agrees with you…
They get twice the sentence as you…