Numb by Kisha Kammerdeiner I'm numb. I'm numb to the fear, numb from the Hate. I'm afraid that it's too late to "Make America Great." How great was it and when? When Natives were slaughtered and slaves were bartered? When Irish and Asian were less than in the equation? Before or after the New World invasion? I'm numb. I fear for my brothers and sisters. Battered with bullets, covered in blisters, falling fruit hitting branches, not given any chances to grow or thrive. Wanted dead, not alive. I fear for my life. Palms sweaty, heart heavy, afraid to turn the knob in fear of an ignorant mob, Cloaked in smiles, ready for judgement and sentence without pretense or trials. I'm numb. What have we become? A broken nation, no need for explanation, Videos are viral, a backward spiral, Filled with fuel so dark, cruel, crude, Oiling the machine for wars and words unseen. Is it too late to come clean? Compared to other lands our grass isn't so green after all, For instead of uniting we've decided to become divided and fall. Fall for lies, fall for hate. Instead we're doing the opposite of making our nation great. Can you elaborate? And you think a wall will stop the rate of hate? We're too busy worried about keeping others out than fixing what's wrong within, imploding. I'm numb. Decades of oppression continue to take its toll. Too many evils on the bankroll. So much violence even in silence, Backs are turned while crosses are burned, Eyes are closed when lies are exposed, Ears are deaf as we ignore the final breath, Hearts are hardened with each pardon. I'm numb. Look what we've become. My greatest fear in manifest, My hopes and dreams are being laid to rest, replaced with anxiety and pain for a future unfit to nurture nor gain, Unable to feel safe anywhere... Wake me from this nightmare! Do you even care? All lives matter. I can't tell. Stop buying what the media is trying to sell. As days go by that phrase turns into a lie and an alibi, on all sides, And I've ran out of tears to cry. I've ran out of trials to try. I'm afraid that my expectations were too high. I'm afraid that the explanations are too dry and hard to swallow, Choking the life out of me. I. Can't. Breathe. I'm numb. When will the madness end? When will the killing, hating races, judging others from different places with different faces end? When will our country mend? When will ignorance and hate no longer be a trend? When will wrong become right? When will I be able to sleep peacefully through the night? When can we live without fright and no longer fight for equality and quality of sight? I'm tired! I'm tired of us all living in spite! But I won't succumb and lingering numb. For our future deserves to live in Love and Light! Because there are just some things we just can't let go. It's time to talk. It's time to grow. May our seeds reap not what we sow! For deep down I know that it's not too late, Our past and present will not seal their fate. We've come so far yet we're so behind. It's time to starve the dark and feed the mind. Stop the dividing and start being kind. We all bleed red when there is blood shed unjust. Unite, we must. In Higher powers than ours, we trust. Know up or shut up, no in between. For we are stronger than the machine. Let us not be divided any longer. For united we are stronger. Let not the negative few spoil the whole in any role. I truly pray that there's more peace in the puzzle than the jagged and jades edges. Storms don't last always, neither does sun, But it's hard to have rainbows without either one. Beautiful chaos, no reason, no rhyme, Fatefully dancing with moments in time. Dance my dear, from morning to night, Uncaring of warnings nor sailor's delight. Sing in the sun, prance in the rain, let your fears depart, For your inner strength can withstand the length, Through the power within your heart.
