Selective Equality (Poem)
A twisted mind will forget its government’s crimes
When it’s coated with Blue and Yellow and glitters of Rainbow
Identity always under question and under power
Step on it more and more til there’s no more
Selfcentered and egotistical activism feeds the capitalism
So selective I’m not sure if it’s ignorance or racism
You speak of fighting for human rights
You speak of freedom of identity
You speak of equality
But I can’t hear you from the middle east
This isn’t a common sense activism
It’s the age of selective equality
I hope we all wake up from this fuckery
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A poem to reflect my thoughts on current “equality” activism and people who selectively become activists. This also feeds down into the identity of many groups who are even more suppressed due to prioritisation of commercialised causes.
R x