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Called The Same

Called The Same
By Te’Kia Miller

Not even one in the color
Of my skin, still
I call my brother, my sister, friend
They called me the same
To have risked life and limb
Was not a burden considered by you
While human life was lost in atrocities
Hidden in the darkest corners of imagination
A venomous horror that crept in
And grew to wildfire proportions
Even those considered your own crucified you
Battering, attacking, killing you
Gripped by the barbaric hands and suddenly
We are less different than perceived
My brother, my sister, friend, supporter,
Unsung sympathizer

Original. 2017.

 

 

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