Poetry Writer

Ridiculed, Oppressed

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When you raised your voice in urgency
I saw a lonely black man
Surrounded by a horde, impenetrably light
Being told what to do
Being told his place

When you laughed in frustration
I saw my immigrant mother
Surrounded by a foreign tongue
Barraged by language, not her own
Barraged by compassionless judgement

When you sneered on in silence
I saw my anxious self
Surrounded by numerous, unknown norms
Belittled for not understanding
Belittled for not catching up

Hello all. I am a full-time writer who is constantly trying to find her voice. I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry. These days I'm really into writing poems and short stories, but I like to dabble in all forms of writing. Please don't hesitate to leave me a message, to give me feedback on a piece you've read, to follow my page and to share my website with others. I'm really trying to grow as a writer and find my audience, and that will only happen through dialogue and connection! So I'm here and happy to engage with you. Have a good one, and hope to see you around here sometime.

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