Luke Bloomquist
Racial Anatomy
Flowers bloom like masterpieces,
while humanity is dehydrated of colors.
Insipid and insecure…
Intangible ignorance builds walls
between our innocence and belligerence.
Abhorrent minds thrive.
Spawned from fear and debauched upbringing.
They misconceive my culture…
compose an image to provoke a counterfeit me.
View my ipseity with a barren prospective…
adamant and ignorant to reality.
Humanity is deaf, stolen and reaped
of the water-colored beauty we yearn for.
Author's Note: I'm still working on this poem. Just been typing it up slowly line by line for a few days. It's still a rough draft, but any feedback would be appreciated. Thanks.