Venom That Is Adored
Some folks have to be trained,
To do what it is they desire to do.
Some learn what they do in school.
I did too and it felt like a waste of my time.
Since I've known in my mind...
What now seems like forever.
I've always been connected to what it 'Is'
I've always known who it is I am.
And often I have felt out of place...
On foreign shores!
While others debate racism...
Self hatred and their waste,
With such a venom that is adored!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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