Lathered in the mind’s deceit,
Muted walls, choked in bleach.
A facade maintained – yet built
To advocate for society’s safety.
And yet you sat there.
Confined, split apart,
For “justice”, for “truth”.
Just washed away; hidden.
Corroding relentlessly
From eddies and torrents
Of racial prejudices.
Society has no advocate, just a bystander.
And so we sat there.
Our voices numbing,
For our truths, our rights,
Since we are society itself.
And yet we sat there still.
For days; for nights,
Their stares daggers,
Burned in us senseless