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Where Your Trash Goes

Updated on February 3, 2013

Have you ever talked to a dangerous man?
Someone with nothing to lose is never impressed
He knows you have something to protect
He knows your fears are stronger than being blessed
I think I want a tattoo
My white skin needs to tell another story
I want to tell someone what it means to commit to pain
I want to tell someone that I know nothing of glory
I want to feel the rawness of unpredictability
I want to know if I am afraid
I don’t understand the bravado of the rich side of town
They ignore the strength of those who carry a blade
They live by the fist fight
They lived to be killed one time only
They trust only the bond to their craziness
And they smile only in dreams where the streets are holy
We take pride in our ability to wage war
But are shocked by a profane man with black skin
I want to meet him and listen to him whisper
While the sheltered shout while they sin
The complications of sex and money on the streets
Are too much for a man who has it made
A rich man can never look a poor man in the eye
And a poor man will never know if he will be saved


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      Nellieanna Hay 4 years ago from TEXAS


      It's THOUGHT-PROVOKING & RAW. Wish there were accolades for those. But it gets my votes across the existing row, other than funny & beautiful. It ain't funny or beautiful.

      Good work, Mark.

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      acaetnna 4 years ago from Guildford

      I couldn't agree more ... in fact I was particularly drawn to this because of the upper case!!!

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      The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Thank you NELLIEANNA & ACAETNNA! Two of my old favorites! Not old... oh you know what I mean! Last night I saw a documentary on Tupac Shakur and also a waitress friend of mine (Hispanic) was treated "like a Mexican" right in front of me. She looked at me and said, "I'm just the Mexican." It hit me so later I wrote this up.... It is raw but I think that's where my mind exists....

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      Nellieanna Hay 4 years ago from TEXAS

      Oh, Mark - I'm glad you did seize upon it to write about. That's just so inexcusable, treating another person in a derogatory or contemptuous way, especially just for "being". It's hard to imagine where people get off thinking they have the right to do that. But humans have done so from the beginning of time, I guess; - certainly all through recorded history, with slavery, 'classes', and on and on. Insignificant people get a little power and the only way they seem capable of feeling secure in it is to put down & exploit others, denying them the opportunity to take even personal power for themselves. Bullying at another level, really. It thrills me when those who are disenfranchised like that do claim personal power for themselves, but it takes great courage and involves great risk to themselves and sometimes to everything and everyone they love. Such is the insecurity of those wielding such unjustified power over others.

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      The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas

      Hi Nellieanna.... as usual you offer wise counsel. Sometimes I think the racism is at such a deep level the person doesn't even realize they are doing it. They become so accustomed to everyone's "place" that they begin to assume that is in fact their place. A Mexican woman is seen as the "help" and is treated as such. The waitress just shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'm used to it." I've gotten to know her as I eat lunch there constantly; she is from Mexico and has a young daughter. She is struggling to make ends meet but she has much dignity. I was worried about her during Christmas and offered to buy some toys for her daughter but she declined. She said God always provides. I told her maybe he sent me this year but she still said no. I think she was worried about the usual headgames of what I might want in return being a guy and all that....

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      Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

      I agree with acaetnna ;a brilliant hub but it also caught my eye becasue it was in upper case.

      Brilliant work and thanks for sharing.


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      Nellieanna Hay 4 years ago from TEXAS

      I know about that, Mark. I was born in Del Rio (right on the Mexico/US border) and lived there till I was 10 when we moved to San Angelo. In those days in Del Rio, though the population was & still is about 90% Mexican citizens, there was virtually no equality and the situation was just taken for granted by all.

      Now many things have changed there. Mexican townsfolk hold important city offices and their children attend public schools and participate in city functions.

      I didn't live or even go there while these changes were in progress, but they happened peacefully, simply by the Mexican folks exercising their rights, running for offices and voting; they were/are the majority. Even so, there's still an unspoken distance and separation lingering perceptibly. There's simply no way to regulate attitude and social consciousness. Nature rules so it may require generations for it to actually mend.

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