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Could You Survive This Matrix

What if I set up traps -n- planned your life, and enslaved your people, -n- all the truth about your history with lies I rewrite, what if I tailor made your life, No! What If I tailor make your sight, -n- told you everything about being black was ugly, -n- everything is superb-n-superior about being white, then sign laws to design your strife,-n- if you look at my woman sexually, you’ll get murdered on sight, then have you watch me eat while you-n-yours starve, then I throw you scraps -n- give you combs-n-brushes-n-perms, then tell you fix your naps, and paint your God a different color, add to your religion -n- then switch the facts, rape your women -n- leave whip marks from whips across your back, shoot all your leaders in the head, then name a school or a street after them once they’re dead, a perpetual perdition -n- then put your father in prison with no air condition, behind a door fenced in, then brainwash you with my education, do you yet feel frustration, no emotional ventilation, would you hate me -n- call me racist, or would you bow down -n-just accept this is what you’re faced with

Or would you fight this nation
Or become vassalage-n-complaisant
Could you survive this matrix?
Yes or No?

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sparrowsong

Interesting Matrix...

Not one I would find pleasant...

Thanks for the...

IMAGERY...

sparrowsong

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Richard Waters

A challenging write ! Keep the poems and imaginative work coming.  :)

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Richard Waters

My pleasure to see newer writers on here displaying their skills !

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Nakym Sheffield

Hey Richard,

Thanks, I appreciate you checking out my work and your support.

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