The wall that separated you from me was clear.
it was a tall thick wall but it was glass.
I could see you and you could see me.
still unequal.
you had a beautiful house and I had deep scars.
the kind you don’t get when you fall on the curb.
the kind that will never go away.
mentally, physically, physiologically.
and the ideology that revenge is all we want.
but we can’t get our revenge through pain for that is why there is a wall.
we are “inferior” and they are superior.
unless we shun the wicked.
we shun their beliefs.
and we will prevail through the depths of hell we were inequitably thrown in.
We will prevail.