if you took a moment
to see me
it would not ease the suffering
but it would be enough to sustain me
if you took a moment
to see me
it would not ease the suffering
but it would be enough to sustain me
if you took a moment
to hear me
perhaps I could accept
suffering as life
without accepting life
as death
lifelessness met
with the cycles of oppression
poverty and depression
are not my choice
but listening to my voice is yours
my voice is yours
for I am the voiceless
I own nothing
which is not my choice
if you would only listen
you would hear the tears in my heart
as I tear my body apart
for the safety of my children
in hoping that they will have a voice
choices to live
before they die
if you took just one fucking moment
but you don’t have a moment
you don’t have the time
you take everything you can from what’s mine
you took a moment
not to see me
not to hear me
but to push me out of your way