Farewell, Rondeau. May We Never Meet Again

I BELIEVED THE LIE

I believed the lie that all were free,
Because no one stopped to challenge me.
With freckled skin and clear blue eyes,
With straight brown hair and modest size,
I skipped through life quite thoughtlessly.

That privilege I could never see—
It meant no more than wealth to me:
Work hard and you can claim that prize.
I believed the lie.

Those who suffered while society
Taught this white-washed, biased history
Lived a different truth, of compromise
With a world I didn’t realize
Still existed. Oh how easily
I believed the lie.

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