naz poetry spot

I won't apologize
for my disabilities

I won't apologize
for my not seeing too clearly
my eyes are a bit blurry but I'm not blind yet

I won't apologize
for being an ungrateful slave to my master
my lone Kingdom long lost like burned pages and forgotten history
and my bondage pains me down to the bone
I'm still a King deep inside
I'm not sorry for being ungrateful to my Masters

I won't apologize
for my need to break free
my broken dreams like glass, still leaves me with shards of hope
and the sands of time soon shifts and shapes a new bottle to keep safe my thirst
I need to drink from this Sweet and Bitter world...

I won't apologize
for my anger... for if I hate my life I must force a bend of fate
I must rage war against my destiny everyday
No more damn Lemons! I'm fucking sick of Lemonade!
My Blood is like Acid my Soul poisoned can't survive much more... Jesus, I thirst too!

I won't apologize
for my place of birth
the land is not mines nor yours...
hate me for my skin... my hair... my eyes... I'm still not sorry
for this land is Holy but we all have forgotten God
Pray I survive another day without Hating my Neighbor

I won't apologize
for having a mind, a heart, and a soul
I won't make excuses... why should I seek to kill what I don't understand.

I won't apologize
If I said no evil, seen no evil, heard no evil
Father, you told me we built a wall to keep them out
those people are no good...
yet as a son I see no goodness in you
I'm like a seed who knows not what tree it fell from
I've never heard myself say... "Daddy... Daddy..."
The wall between us is too strong for my roots to penetrate
and too High for your branches to shelter your own son...
I grow wild like a weed!
Just trying to be free.

I won't apologize
for my hunger... I was starving for so long
and I forgot to ask God to bless my meal today.
I held it like my last meal... being hungry is so painful
Yet I rather have know the pain of Hunger than knowing Greed without Shame.
I do not drink from your cup or eat from your plate...
I must not be sorry... for you gave me nothing to be thankful for or regret losing.

I won't apologize
I'm not sorry... my Pride is too great.
I have suffered... should I still be sorry while I still suffer?
my legs are too weak to be on my knees
for If I get on my knee I may never stand again ever
I can't beg no longer for forgiveness of being human

I won't apologize
my sins maybe great... yet I won't wait for the promise of heaven to find peace
I now repent my religion and my baptism
I yearn for my peace and happiness now here on this Earth
Preach me no patience of hope
Let my Heaven be here today
Lord, no need to lift me up... lift up the flames of evil
from every heart and let Peace flow with thickness in our blood...
for while I'm in this Hell of sadness, disease, hunger, pain, war, hopelessness, and billions of souls in great despair...
Pridefulness won't let me say I'm sorry.

I won't apologize