the opposite of order.
we came by boat.
our skin was green
and you were scared of us.
you thought we wanted to hurt you.
all we wanted to was to fit in.
to feel safe.
to belong.
but you locked us up.
we didn’t know for how long.
but our silent cries were not heard.
so we created havoc.
chaos.
we burnt things.
cried. screamed. shouted.
and you saw us.
heard us.
and came up with reason to hate us.
Notes, May 9, 2011





