free verse about freedom, i guess

sight seeing with a far sighted prescription is pretty easy, but don't come near me. it seems like my heart is a little too empty. we all try to reach for the stars but they're as far away as our hearts in this world where murders and sadness are the only highlights at night as the newsreels tear us apart. we read words from our peers about black lives and the particles of matter, about space gunk and space ships and angry martyrs. we're all parts of the same species but we're all different colors. i guess we're all members of different speakeasies. well how about we all get drunk together? we can chew on our cigars and destroy our bodies as well as we're tearing our nations apart. we are the same but we are so far apart. it's easy to act like we're united but you are as far away as the mind of the woman who lost her son to the hand of an angry cop. we all matter but we all act like we're the dearly departed. what i mean is that none of us care but we love writing and tweeting and posting our thoughts, and... you know we're all lazy. we can join in the march but what good are we doing if we're not changing our own hearts? don't act like you suffer with those who are suffering if your skin is as pale as the white page upon which i am writing. stand up in solidarity but do not speak from experience because my experiences are simple in comparison to lifelong suffering. black lives matter and that doesn't mean mine is worthless. we are all worthwhile because we all have souls within our depths that run through each of our body parts. please open your arms and soften your heart. help those around you, whether you're near them or further than the farthest star.