History of a people

In all of its might

Purposely hidden away

But in plain sight

Everyone else always knew

Except the ones that don’t know

Their very own truth

Living in darkness

When light is available

Asleep to the fact

That this information is obtainable

Ignoring or choosing to wait

Unable to leave habits

You can’t seem to break

Yes a lot to undo

But until you come out

You will never know the real you

A secret kept by the world over

Feeding division among each other

And no one else

Has such hatred and diminished self-worth

Of one’s own self

Not like we do

Time to open your eyes to the truth

Allow it to flow

Right down to the bone

Because you’re unique in more ways

Than you’ve ever truly known


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Writings By MCM