A Dark Child

Preface: This poem was originally found on my friend/coworker Robert's blog Purnt Of View. It was so good, I had to copy it BUT credit it given to where it is due. If you're interested in his works, check out purntofview.blogspot.com as writers tend to stick together. - A.CedA.

A winter’s night in a wintery life

And the world passes by

With less than even a sigh

He cries but the silence presides

Over the empty replies

When life and death collide, and they

Wonder why?

No one dares deny that blatant

Imminence decries that

He was expertly and covertly demoralized

By the danger that shadows his eyes or

The depth if his soon-to-be demise

Yet they still wonder why?

He commonly relies on being heavily

Subsidized and culturally compromised

By the rich and the wise but

They never realize

That it’s a ruse beneath a disguise, that

Covers the lies so they all just compromise

With the truth that hides in plain sight

And they wonder why?

Whoever dares verbalize the existence of the

Injustice only to sterilize and pasteurize so

That

The powers that be continue to dehumanize

And even have the gall to plagiarize but

Never will they apologize for

The lost lives they claim as the prize

While they stand glorified in the

Name of a civilized…society

And by the way the empathetic of course

They empathize and then he or she buys

A coke

And wonders why?

Finally the ear-piercing screams

That shatter the dreams and

Accompany the schemes that make up

The memes that come in streams

And awaken the demons and the

Little Dark Child reasons that he

Will have no season to…live his life

And all they do is wonder why?

#BlackLivesMatter