Water

Settling at the bottom of a glass,

We can see right through it.

We see a brown picture frame dangling from a rusty nail now as fragile as a tree branch

In hurricane winds.

The picture displays smiling parents

And an angel.

Then we see a jammed living room window that

No matter how much the landlord promises to fix,

It still remains feeble.

We see a lot through the filled glass.

We taste it, the taste of nothing.

It tastes like nothing.

But it quenches our thirst.

They convince us that it’s necessary for our survival.

They convince us that nothing can be clean without it,

So essentially we can't be clean without it,

So we’re dirty without it, they treat us dirty without it.

We can't clean our food without it.

We can't make food without it.

We can't make it without it.

We can't tend to ourselves without it.

We can’t raise our kids without it.

We can't take care of our animals without it.

We’re seen as animals without it.

Without it,

They'll still make us animals jump through hoops like a circus.

We live like we’re in a circus.

We live in a circus and we keep paying to see the same fucking show no matter how much we are promised a new one.

We’re the animals since our genetics make them feel threatened.

Well sorry the white man can't jump but can sure jump start a gun.

Sorry that we make you feel less in control.

Sorry that we won't let it go.

Sorry that racism still exists.

Sorry that we can't be racist.

Sorry that racism is the scab that America tried to pull off too early.

Sorry that a statement isn't good enough for us.

Sorry that we won't allow you to be on our team if you refuse to wear a jersey.

Sorry that, sorry.

This was supposed to be about water.

I guess the only difference between this system and water is that I can afford to hold my breath much longer underwater.