The Mask Now Hides

In between phrases

And systematic

Chaotic occasions

It sinks beneath the circumference of your pupils

Camouflaging itself amidst the

White space

Unbeknownst to dark-space

It knows its place

“Can you see me?”

Like you ain’t never had to change

Yo darkness into light

Like you don’t know what one or the other look like

Separated from complex difference and change

“I just want to be free.”

Like you aint been singin that same song

Scratchin at yo pores

Til they scared to bloom

Tryna get em to fix they pitch so maybe just maybe

Yo skin could sing a song that all the world would find beautiful

“Have a little compassion.”

Like you aint felt pain

Changed it's name

And still had to deal with the slippery slopes

So

You wander and wonder about the coming years

Hoping it’ll pass through your skin/tear out the shrieks and sobs of History

And leave you

and yo kin folk

Alone.