content: Left alone ourselves All my life I have been told white people are monsters. I was born in time it was subtle at first. What I was taught were whispering doubts about the righteous of our actions. In every way we were diminished by everyone the news, the celebrities, the politicians. It was always normal.  This changed as grew old it became less hidden gone was the whispering doubt in it place was blazing fire of hate. Hate for everyone white and everything we did. To me this was confusing and strange I wasn’t born into a family a community that hated itself. We simply were trying to be good sometimes we failed but we tried. People were normal and kind. That was take from me. People have turned inwards into self pity and despair. The quiet uncomfortable kind. Their is no future in the way the world is.  We are to the powers that be monsters barely kept sedated with propaganda and drugs. Nothing more then a beast that needs to be killed slowly well it sleeps. The people I was raised to hate were right the way these people I knew and in a way love. My people my community are wrong we find ourselves alone in world that hates us and we have ourselves to blame. The un self reflecting mind is a fool, a beast lead to the slaughter gladly.  I don’t want for this to be the end. This absurd abomination an era. We have a million billion stars to explore worlds left to conquer and truths left to be discovered. We can’t abandon truth and meaning now. If we are though of as monsters so be it. In the stories people leave monsters alone.