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Another poem I wrote with this one aimed at a certain cesspool of a social media site called Twitter. This one is to all those fucks on Twitter that only see in gender and race instead of seeing a individual. Maybe if people would get to know a individual instead of choosing to hate the world would be better place.
Our World Seen in Crimson Shades
Hate
How I once knew you
And yet
I can’t easily escape it
Every day I see it
I watch as the virtual worlds
That I love
And the content creators
That I support
Become victim to this distasteful word
War
Another word that many
Do not wish to indulge
Yet, I watch those who use social media
Engage in it though a war of words
They paint with broad strokes
While using gender and race
As ammunition
I feel the crimson shades
That rest in my pocket
My anger grows
Hatred burns
Ready to fuel the inferno
That is my emotions
I draw the air into my lungs
As I want to release it
And bellow a shout that simply says
Enough
Enough
You narrow minded fucks
That dwell in the cesspool
Called Twitter
You see the world
In black and white
You call people racist
You call people phobic
Because they choose to have an opinion
And not conform to the corporate bullshit
Because they choose to present their art
And tell a story
That doesn’t push a political agenda
That ruins the story
You even call people out
Because they choose to support a president
You call people out for choosing to show respect
By shaking the presidents hand
I feel the hatred burn
I want to keep going
I want to keep feeding into it
But I choose not to
I choose
To see the individual
And get to know them
Before I pass judgement
To those who say it is race
And gender
Who choose to hate
You are mistaken
It is the individual
That is racist
It is the individual
That is sexist
It is the individual
That chooses to hate
To those who read this poem
Only to choose to see
In race and gender
I have a simple message
Fuck off
And have a nice day
To the narrow minded fucks on Twitter
Keep being salty
We can always use more salt
For the popcorn
Our World Seen in Crimson Shades
Hate
How I once knew you
And yet
I can’t easily escape it
Every day I see it
I watch as the virtual worlds
That I love
And the content creators
That I support
Become victim to this distasteful word
War
Another word that many
Do not wish to indulge
Yet, I watch those who use social media
Engage in it though a war of words
They paint with broad strokes
While using gender and race
As ammunition
I feel the crimson shades
That rest in my pocket
My anger grows
Hatred burns
Ready to fuel the inferno
That is my emotions
I draw the air into my lungs
As I want to release it
And bellow a shout that simply says
Enough
Enough
You narrow minded fucks
That dwell in the cesspool
Called Twitter
You see the world
In black and white
You call people racist
You call people phobic
Because they choose to have an opinion
And not conform to the corporate bullshit
Because they choose to present their art
And tell a story
That doesn’t push a political agenda
That ruins the story
You even call people out
Because they choose to support a president
You call people out for choosing to show respect
By shaking the presidents hand
I feel the hatred burn
I want to keep going
I want to keep feeding into it
But I choose not to
I choose
To see the individual
And get to know them
Before I pass judgement
To those who say it is race
And gender
Who choose to hate
You are mistaken
It is the individual
That is racist
It is the individual
That is sexist
It is the individual
That chooses to hate
To those who read this poem
Only to choose to see
In race and gender
I have a simple message
Fuck off
And have a nice day
To the narrow minded fucks on Twitter
Keep being salty
We can always use more salt
For the popcorn
