This piece is part of Through the Fire: Volume I, The Pressure. If this resonates, know there’s more where this comes from… just deeper, rawer, and waiting.
How callous a system that views her people
And decides who’s gold and who’s trash
While we project our thoughts and beliefs
Our future is burning to ash
Weaponizing opinion, throwing shade around
We never look in the mirror
Too busy clowning on everyone else
Can I make it any clearer?
