Category Archives: Poem

Wheel of Fortune 


The modern wheel of fortune is reserved

For people who are able & willing

To this evil, venal system preserve

Though it is the only planet killing 

Emotional Terrorist Sonnet

I am an emotional terrorist

Disrupting your comforting narrative 

I refuse to be stereotyped just

To let you believe lies superlative 
For I demand my rights in your English 

I refuse to recede to Ebonics 

Though this has made me appear more “Blackish”

I will point out your status quo’s racist
So as you attend to your “tolerance”

Where the norms that have favored you erode

I will continue to shout of your stance

(Condescending & without any load)
YOU must stop the state apparatuses 

From treating us ǝʞıן social fetuses