There is good and bad everywhere, it is said.
So where then should we live?
Here, we thought. This place is full of good.
Then we became home bound
physical bodies sitting around virtual tables
reading words without the cover of a smile or the nuance of inflection.
Just the words.
Ugly words.
Those people
Animals
Stay away from here.
Don’t kill us with your breathing
Don’t kill us with your rage.
We have enough of our own.
Label them.
Racist, anarchist, terrorist.
Only twelve percent
Whoop their ass.
Sick of them not knowing history
the way we wrote it.
We took care of slavery
quickly.
Just a few hundred years.
If you believe it is over.
All Words Matter.