What is trying to blur my intuition and view?
An opposite impulse but what is it?
Is it an understandable fact?
No-it is not that.
I cannot free myself from both worlds which I have.
But at last I fixed myself in my self- made fence!
The racism itself is blend within in its own stake
as cruel with its ugly sharp nails.
What people do to each other
have a great impact and influence.
They always let me feel that I am not equal.
The color of mine is never appreciated here.
The gender of mine is never appreciated there.
What an unworthy, shameful, repulsive, inferior world.
But I live fine.
Creativity rambles around me with all its colors
but I cannot catch.
Is that not enough and just adequate?
Try to breath but I cannot
Is it my self-made chaos?
No-I don’t think,
it is the surroundings,
which take it all with its own severe pic.