Obscured Atrocities

Sometimes I want to burn my diploma and degree

When the autodidact grabbed the driver seat

History was redacted and crossed out

Before excavating began

Gasps were emitted

When the bodies and blood were revealed

The horrors became more gross

As the tales came from my own home country

Tulsa, Rosewood, Natchez, and so many more

The brutality came to light without me being in a classroom

Mass murders and unfettered violence

As the perpetrators were never held to account

Worse yet, encouraged to inflict as much suffering as possible

The so-called third world jumps out of their collective seats

While telling this side of the hemisphere how they can’t talk

Prepare to stare at the kettle

See the planks through the blindfolds

These noses should be lowered

To smell the carnage that was once buried

As the innocents scream from beyond the afterlife