
Proliferating,
wild mushrooms sprouting–
rampant everywhere.
A face turned ugly–
preaching from the high pulpit,
blocking my entry!
When did you return
to trade the shade of my skin
as new currency?
Wearing your disguise,
subtle words to exclude me–
A sinister wind
blowing recklessly,
depreciating my worth
as you bluster in.
I will not rejoin–
sink to your brand of hate speech,
this yields no profit.
Rather I appeal
to restore the dignity
of martyrs and slaves.
Arrest this backward thief!
