Where do the hurt ones go, When our pain reveals itself?
Where do the hurt ones go, when those who did us wrong avail themselves?
Was our safety ever really a thing?
Or is it our vulnerability that fuels this dead ride?
Where do the hurt ones go, when our homes are turned into torture valleys?
Where do the hurt ones go, when those meant to care for us turn against us?
Was my well-being ever a priority?
Or is this the part I am to brush under the carpet?
Where do the hurt ones go, when society ridicules them for their depression?
Where do the hurt ones go, when a criteria has been put in place for how they should handle things?
Has it gotten to the extent of us crying based on how the society says we should?
Where do the hurt ones go, when churches profit off our desperation and pain?
Where are we to seek refuge, when those who preach about the light are the bringers of darkness?
Or is it all a part of the test?
Where Do The Hurt Ones Go?
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La Nkosi Writes 
this piece right here, speaks to my soul. where do the wounded ones end up when society is why they got hurt in the first place?
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To think I was busy Journaling when these words played around in my head Queen, where are we to go? Sometimes the poison we are banned from consuming is what awakens us from this deep sleep.
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