loud opinions in the checkout line, paper crown on plastic pride calls the manager like it’s church, thinks the world’s on her side clutchin’ pearls at a different tongue, like sound itself’s a crime but she scrolls the globe on her phone every single night gatekeepers of sidewalks, measuring who “belongs” drawing borders in the air with tired, borrowed wrongs microaggressions dressed polite, sugar on a blade smiles tight as zip ties, “just a joke” they made they love rules when it benefits, hate ‘em when it don’t history edited in their head, facts they say they won’t clipboard courage, parking lot patrol badge made of entitlement, echo in the soul meanwhile we breathe through the nonsense, steady, unafraid turning whispers into anthems, louder every day no need for shouting matches, truth cuts clean and clear mirror up to ignorance, watch it disappear city full of differences, colors interlace fear builds tiny cages, love outgrows the space so I keep it moving forward, rhythm over hate build a table big enough, pull up every plate
