anger

by lukekazey

Published October 8, 2021

16+ Language Mature Content

In poetry

Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for language and mature content.

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36.3 million.

that number shouldnt be so high.

but they in their towers turn a blind eye

to the pain and the cries

of the people in need.

they'd rather watch us bleed,

watch us plead on our knees

than give us the help

we so desperately seek.

and im angry, you know?

cause you can ask about a time

before colour tv.

but i dont have that luxury.

not from people like me.

cause my elders were dying of hiv

long before i was born.

and even though its got better

its still not better

for the 680,000

who die each year

from a disease that couldve been prevented

if not for homophobic fear.

and so we still have to fight.

because prep and art arent free for all

and big pharma is a free for all

and people are dying

but they dont care at all.

cause its not their daughters,

not their sons,

we're not being shot down with machine guns.

its their fault,

promiscuous boys,

they say with disdain.

but you know what?

im fed up of taking the blame.

cause gays deserve sex just as much as you

so why should we feel shame each time that we screw?

because they knew,

they knew and chose to do nothing,

chose to distract us with bluffing,

but the blood of our ancestors stains their hands.

but it doesnt matter when the blood is trans, gay or bi.

they gladly watch us die.

one more sinner in hell.

theyre not compelled to do anything.

sweet fuck all.

because our lives are so banal,

so lacking in meaning

and its more than demeaning

when you tell us our lives dont matter.

but queers dont win votes

and so to them, we dont.

but im fed up.

fed up of being a footnote in history,

fed up of not having elders to guide me,

fed up of our past being a mystery.

im angry that their parties were funerals,

im angry that their lives were crucibles,

im angry that these facts are immovable.

because it not that its just our luck,

its not even who we choose to fuck.

its that while we're dying,

you dont give a fuck.

its the stigma and the disgust

and the fucking mass graves.

the quarantine and the loneliness

and not learning our names.

its that the nhs only funded prep last year,

that we could only donate blood this year.

its that undetectable is untransmittable

that the world is inhospitable

to people like me.

so yes, im angry.

Comments & reviews · 3
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Caiteb
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Caiteb commented Comment · Oct 19, 2021

Your poem left me in awe. You did excellent on expressing your feelings I really felt your anger throughout the poem. The flow great and its really well-written. Thank you for bringing light onto this subject because I hate that subjects like this are kept in the dark. Your poem is just beautiful.

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LizzyTyler
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LizzyTyler wrote a review Review · Oct 8, 2021

Well…holy crap. I think that was the most inspirational poem I’ve read in a while. I think your poem was, well, really amazing. I absolutely loved it. Not only is is well written, with an easy to read style and consistent rhyme schemes, it also has a meaningful topic. To be honest, I never really knew something like this issue existed. But this poem really brings to light this issue.

cause gays deserve sex just as much as you

so why should we feel shame when we screw?



its still not better

for the 680,000

who die each year

from a disease that couldve been prevented

if not for homophobic fear.


These two lines were my personal favorites. The first one is very serious. But it has a hint of sarcastic humor, that I enjoyed. The second line is very moving, listing statistics

Thank you! tbh, this is my first piece of more slam-type poetry so Im glad you enjoyed, and I'm glad it brought your attention to the AIDS epidemic because thats exactly what I want it to do

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Coffeeboyjay
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Coffeeboyjay wrote a review Review · Oct 8, 2021

hi here comes a Incoming review!!

so lets get started!

First off this poem called anger was actually one of my types of my poems like i actually needed a poem like this but also it was nice to have a poem like this anyway and anyways when i read this i im like oh my gosh the way the poem was talking i im like dang a poem like this would be nice for me to read so yeah i read it and the part i also like the best isthe quarantine and the loneliness

and not learning our names.

its that the nhs only funded prep last year,

that we could only donate blood this year.

its that undetectable is untransmittable

that the world is inhospitable

to people like me.

so yes, im angry. this was actually a good well poem and a poem like this would be impressive for some people that has anger but me i have some i just said i im going to read this poem so i did it

My compliment is what makes you wanna do a poem about anger anyway did you use your thought and put in it or you just write on whats going in your life cause that's what some people on this site does

How you can improve is on is think of something pretty good with your like can be peoples like i been trapped in my cage or something but this is just a little opinion i im giving you on what you should do next time when you write a poem

Keep Writing and have a nice day!!

-jay!!



There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
— Bram Stoker