Slanted Eyes

You look at me

Through slanted eyes

Narrowing

As you surmise

Presume to know

All I choose to show

Is not just my disguise

But I am more

Than what you see

Knowledge is key

Locked inside the box of prejudice

To be opened by understanding

Which you swept under the carpet of arrogance

And left out on the landing

For you to wipe your feet upon

And then walk on

Walk past

To a whole world of things

That never last

More than a minute

A minute that is not always sixty seconds

But it counted

If you count it

You can slow it down

But discount it

And the truth is found

Time flies

Like society lies

And you look at me with slanted eyes

And yes, my eyes are slanted too

But nature slanted mine

Not my absence of mind

Power beyond me

What you allow yourself to be

Limits what you see

And yes, my eyes are slanted too

But my mind is open wide

Wider than your mouth at birth

When you came screaming out onto this earth

Sliding into the doctor's hands

So he could fasten yours with bands

That tell you who you are

Where you belong

Who's your rightful mom

Rightful mom?

Mom with rights

Birth may have taken her to new heights

But still she fights

To keep a roof over her own head

So to ensure you will be fed

She sold her rights

Never to turn on the lights

So your darkest nights

Are spent alone

In a new home

Groping for a comfort zone

In your seclusion

Mounting confusing

Impending delusion

Mental contusion

Laceration

Rejection of an entire nation...

Oh wait, that's me

Life through my slanted eyes

Now there's a hole in my disguise

I've been fed more than enough lies

To fill the hole

But the whole truth

And nothing but the truth

Is what I seek

And what I speak

You look down from the hightest peak

And no longer see the landing

The landing with the carpet

Under which you swept the understanding

Which would open the box

To release the key

So knowledge is not only lost

But not even sought

Because you won't come down

Long enough for it to be found