The oppressor, the oppressor is holding me down
they say
And the reason the reason, is because I'm brown
Me, I laugh at people who think that way
Because the truth is, the truth is they're afraid
Success takes more than just thinking up goals
Don't just wait around for someone to hand you the map to your road
You have to create your own opportunities
That as a dreamer should be your sole responsibility
There will be pain, sweat and tears
But most importantly there'll be fear
And that you see, that's what separates the oppressed from the free.
-Viviane B. ('10)
Rape, rape
She cries and gets a slap in the face
Rape, rape
She yells and runs as fast as she can
Why? why? she wonders
What have I done wrong
I tried and tried she whispers
But he was so strong
The tears are scorching her cheeks
Her teeth are cutting into her lips
A flood of images to her memory come rushing
The blood is quickly pouring
A red river of hate and longing
She is alive and yet slowly dying
She looks at her hand
The pistol's still fuming
And as the machine goes once again singing
Her body is limply crumpling
With a smile and a hole form ear to ear
-Viviane B. ('10)
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She cries and gets a slap in the face
Rape, rape
She yells and runs as fast as she can
Why? why? she wonders
What have I done wrong
I tried and tried she whispers
But he was so strong
The tears are scorching her cheeks
Her teeth are cutting into her lips
A flood of images to her memory come rushing
The blood is quickly pouring
A red river of hate and longing
She is alive and yet slowly dying
She looks at her hand
The pistol's still fuming
And as the machine goes once again singing
Her body is limply crumpling
With a smile and a hole form ear to ear
-Viviane B. ('10)
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