Who Are They

Besides mind games, lip biting

Their naughtiness, their sexy appeal

Are they real? Botox faces with fake eyelashes

Steroid muscles or anorexic bodies

Inside the eyes of the beholder?

Good readers or bad writers?

Inside the book; characters or places?

Sunrises that never shone, days that were skipped by pages?

If they are good readers why do they judge the book

Critics or proof readers?

In times of their lies, man or woman?

The siege of crying?

Which recharged the battering days

Of the abusive and the victim

Who action is stronger...?

Or were left inside flavored condoms

Who wrote storylines of the unborn?

With badges of fury, unforgivable

Kneeling on the neck of the prisoner

Eyes fixing, I can't breath

With protest, every corner, I can't breath

With placards, shirts (black) and wrist band

hush tags, BlackLivesMatter

Who are they to the voiceless???

-- Alpha