Unveiled Artist
Veteran Member
We are hypocrites who try to save the souls of slaves. Each victim of race line against the wall beside his peers. His peers isolated and cold with a metal pin snapped to his clothed chest. Bright with colors of purple, red, and pink embeveled glass between him and a charcoaled sky. We redefine our slaves and contrast them to our light skinned selves and our blackened hearts divide humans expressions of love.
We are hypocrites who soil the souls of our prisoners and convict them as guilty by our own sins we use as gravels to charge them because of skin color or their expression of love. Crimes are not justifiable by colored skin or attraction; the former we pardon when we accept our faults per generation; and the latter, we imprison the charged with a lifetime served. Our blindness and hatred embed in us, transformed us into predators. We smile at our victims while excusing what we did by saying we love the sinner and hate the sin.
Hypocrites are we ignorant to the paradox we create of ourselves. Slaves are finally forgiven their history; and, as minorities, celebrate marked calendars of old. But the sins of expressions of love brands the peers of slaves in that they still live in stables and convicted because of who they are and how they love, and frosted together as families wearing a pin of colors to be marked as sold.
Carlita
We are hypocrites who soil the souls of our prisoners and convict them as guilty by our own sins we use as gravels to charge them because of skin color or their expression of love. Crimes are not justifiable by colored skin or attraction; the former we pardon when we accept our faults per generation; and the latter, we imprison the charged with a lifetime served. Our blindness and hatred embed in us, transformed us into predators. We smile at our victims while excusing what we did by saying we love the sinner and hate the sin.
Hypocrites are we ignorant to the paradox we create of ourselves. Slaves are finally forgiven their history; and, as minorities, celebrate marked calendars of old. But the sins of expressions of love brands the peers of slaves in that they still live in stables and convicted because of who they are and how they love, and frosted together as families wearing a pin of colors to be marked as sold.
Carlita
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