A Black, Neuro-Divergent, Disabled Woman
My Black History Poetry
I can’t get over
How I’m expected to allow all the abuse
But it never stops
So it’s not even like
I can just choose another view
It’s my life
It has nothing to do with me
But everything to do with me
It’s what’s forced on me
Yet I have no choice in the decision making
It’s amazing to me
How so many people can justify cruelty
She lies
She’s mentally ill
She’s manipulating
She’s looking for a grift
I get that people project
But if I were any of those things
Is that an excuse for enslavement?
She’s lazy
She’s moody
She’s whiny
She’s loose
Again
If it were true
Would that make torture an acceptable tool
It’s confusing
Truly
They are nothing more than excuses
But ones that the majority of humans
Participate in using
Anything to dismiss what the truth is
So that makes it quite complicated
For someone who is debilitated
I didn't get this way from being lazy
Or reckless
If I were
I never would have made it
My life is in ruins
Because that was the the path
Affluent men chose for my entombment
They never intended for me to escape
It’s true that’s I haven’t
But the ENTIRE world couldn’t stand up to them
So how am I expected to all on my own
With no support
No backup
No tech
No income
No healthcare
Just a compromised internet connection
And a used refurbished laptop
That was a donation
That constantly types SS when I simply want S
LOL
Coincidence
I don’t believe in them
There is no such thing in tradecraft
Where you see two instances
That ALWAYS constitutes a manipulative pattern
One of the first things my handlers passed down
“Most people ignore it
I want you to spot all of it”
That’s how my life began and ended
Now I sit alone
In this house
Abandoned
Barely breathing
Fighting to break free
But never getting freedom
May all who helped to chain me
Enslave me
Trap me
Attack me
Steal from me
Beat me
Rape me
Molest me
Breed me
Strangle me
Suffocate me
Whip me
Lynch me
Humiliate me
Be sentenced to the same treatment
They expect me to accept as my destiny
May all that negativity
Be returned back to the sender
Fully actuated
With the energy of cosmic strength
All to manifest their own evil deeds
No more broken arrows
Projects
Handlers
Hunters
Contracts
Or racks on racks at my expense
May you lose everything you stole
May you complete the sentence
You forced me to endure
Simply for existing while being
A Black, neuro-divergent, disabled woman
As a matter of fact
Let me say this
May all that you have done to me
Be done to you
If you are innocent you will have nothing to fear!
If I am lying, scheming, manipulating
You have nothing to fear in any way
But obviously
You know that EVERY word I have spoke
To the best of my ability
To the extent of my recall
Through amnesiac days
Through all the torture, trauma, suffering
I have remained my integrity
Spoke with honesty, truth, integrity, courage
I didn’t let any ones deviance
Deter me
That being the case
I’m still as honest as I have always been
That’s just me!
My that honesty and integrity become the wound
That sheds light on all your deceit
I Am She
Who causes to be
So let it be
If I’m lying you have nothing to fear
Since I’m not
I hope that soon you will see
