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I am the mirror
I am the mirror of truth
I am the reflection of accountability
That will show the shards of what is, not what's not
I will reflect their own darkness back at them
So they can feel an ounce of the pain we suffered through
To confront the truth of their own inferiority
And be trapped in a room full of their own insecurities
Instead of oppressing us with their problems
They will be trapped in their own hell
Tortured by their own hands
The same hands used to hurt us
The echoes of whips and gunshots deafening
A fate that was everlasting
If you think this is nasty
I couldn't care less
My sympathy has its limits
Especially when these are the type of people who kill black children
Who lie on black mens names and send them to prison
Who fake crimes just to hide incest
Then later say it was a lie without asking for forgiveness
But are still allowed freedom
I dont care about their feelings
Because what they did to my people
They deserve to burn in their evil
I will not apologise for how I defend my people
And if you disagree with mirrored justice
Then you are a problem
And no racism hasn't ended
And yes it's always about race
Because fundamentally our world was built on racism
At the expense of black peoples labour
Not willingly
But through forced enslavement
If you deny
I hope every night
You are haunted by the guilt of your ignorance
And everytime you close your eyes
You see the faces of the deaths you allowed
Because at the end of the day silence is complicity
And you are an accessory to murder
Copyright ©
Layla Riley-Hill
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