What They Did To Us Poem by Suki Nakamura

what they did to us
we want to deceive history
oppressed we tell them
cause, they are the masters,
effect, we are the slaves

the past dissolves like smoke
shaped like a mushroom in the sky
forget we do not just choose
curse, we seem to point, like a rocket
in the sky that the North has shot into space
beware! beware! that naked little girl ran
in the road of destruction,
screaming, now just a picture in the archives
of a long forgotten history,
she died, her name is written like an epitaph,

where are we? we like to forget
but the stigma of the tattoo still clings on our skin
not a rose, not a heart pierced by an arrow
with blood dripping in the stillness of it all,

we are hearts beating into an abyss of fear
hostage to ourselves, chased by our own shadows,
we pretend we can sleep in this prolonged darkness
we can't, haunted forever
we keep on running without an end
for a destination.