0100 The Pain of You [06 October 1997]

Fallen,
I get up.
My hands,
Bleed.

I am hurt,
By ignorance.
By racism,
I am scarred.

Pushed
Over the edge.
By a fool,
Who never told the truth.

Caught am I,
Within pain.
My body,
Cries for healing.

Who are you,
That hurts my soul.
That sears my mind,
And kills my body.

You have no right,
To invade
My body,
My soul.

You are not worthy
Of your humanity.
If you do this to me,
And to the world.

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