The mongrel title would pass their lips aimed at thee through the rumours and to thine face.
This still remained from childhood through to adult life to date.
Acceptance found only in the few on one hand I can count then and now.
Yet this light soul being has a trifecta of cultures within her blood line
Yet there are many more cultures pulsing through my veins of this individual if I go further back and this fills me with glee.
The mongrel title I now wear as my crown and it is gleaming shimmering and shining.
For this title has shown me that racism and discrimination still exist and run ravage within this modern day society.
For they pretend there is true equality.
Yet I say to you equality in its truest sense does not.
We may have come along way
Yet I hear; on the grapevine of ‘metaphorical equality’.
And in this western society this is where we are.
Yet; My experience is On a small scale compared to those who endure more than I and who are purposefully targeted
Now as an adult and say to the light soul beings who endure more than I
Rise up with all your crowns
For I hold my mongrel crown and say biologically my genes have been refined to those who are ignorant.
Back they retort with yet more ignorances.
So; I rise back up & say
the smite you aim at me shows the lack within. And illustrates your insecurities not mine.
So I walk away with a vibrant vibrancy that they can never know and this fills me with glee.
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