this is just to say
that i have given up on utopia
far too late, i know
they held a midnight party
and i wasn't invited
you shouldn't forgive me.
of course we will be sharing bread
from bread lines
living in cramped spaces
sharing bed-bugs, too
working death hours together
of course we will keep each other warm
if it comes to that
but you shouldn't forgive me.
good white people
are the vanguard of cruelty
everything is inverted
it always has been
and when i thought i was striving
i was climbing lower and lower
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