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The word is very unsettling.

The level that makes you uncomfortable when NOT spoken in the dark.

No matter how many letters you add or remove, It never makes it okay.

I was raised as a tree stem that started as a root where this word found its place.

I wasn't black enough to portray it.

I dare not say it.

I couldn't even speak of it as a term of endearment.

The word was a lie that the devil spun from it.

Over 100 years later and now we gain wealth from it.

The way satan has fooled us by questioning the definition feeds into the illusion of society's normality.

Allowing us to place a divide in our adopted families.

We create a story but aren't strong enough to sustain it.

Old folks hold new generations to blame.

I pray this word gets buried deep beneath the sea level that enslaved it.

I pray for the word not to be seen past the admirable moment.

I pray when speaking it, it doesn't raise your temp.

I pray together as one, created by God, adopted into his family as sisters and brothers. We lead wholeheartedly beyond it.