Respect Poem
Fellow greetings, your majesty
My admiration towards you, I am the blasphemy
It is my privilege to show my attitude,
but my words will be crude.
The vile man, present in front of me
Has the Power, to not let anyone be
Is not my duty to show regards and good wishes,
But to show his broken dirty dishes
Foolish decisions,
Limiting my actions,
My thoughts and wishes corrupted by his mind,
Throwing me away for my beliefs, making me blind.
I’m just existing, no living involved
Everyone interrupts,
No one let’s me think or talk,
Mocking me and yelling at me.
A so called human,
that mistreats the different,
I’m not the only one,
This is a yell from the people
Take it back!
Let me talk!
I’m not asking for gold,
Just for a little respect, that’s all.
By Natalia Pérez, Step 9 Y.
