I RUN

I run and run from every

space within my being

and I can't find  where to hide

from the world and its abuses.

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When I stay and shut up

I break and rot

and everything continues as it always has been;

and I break down and die inside

and nothing changes and people  cheat,

in the face  they insult you,

and create spaces that abuse.

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What if people are bad?

or if you just relive trauma,

and humiliate and abuse to maintain their culture,

beliefs and customs

privileges and corruptions.

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How do I move from this immobility?

How do I react to something that I learned to assimilate?

because it's normal ...

How do I get out of this shadow

if I find it in everyone?

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Poem: "I run"

Written by: Joanne Mina