Poem: SCREAM!

SCREAM!

I've been doused in privilege

so all I do is complain

laced with hatred and malice

that I do not deserve

The world I live in isn't mine

it used to be; not anymore

tainted by powdered hands

that haunt me in my dreams

their curse is everlasting

now my future's at their mercy

I scream loudly in my head

what can i do?

The screams do not come from me

maybe they do

I do not know anymore

WHY AM I COMPLAINING?

I want to cut up all those powdered hands

rinse odd all the privilege

crawl into a little cave

and sing myself to sleep.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

flightless bird by roar