Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Acculturation

I want to be you
I want to know your pain
I want to see you
I want to wipe this stain
               from off my past

Hold you to me
Hear your stories
Praise your glories
Cast away the shame

I want to give you
All of the things you were denied
I want to live through
All of the tears you may have cried

I know the true
And I don't recognize the lies
I see right through you
I do not notice your disguise



Alison Day
2000