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If being woke means understanding

How other people are denied rights,

Those people who are struggling

Through each day and every night,

From hate or persecution in life

Then I hope I am seen as woke,

Rather than as lacking empathy

And seemingly emotionally broke,

I’d rather be ridiculed by others

And be the brunt of many jokes,

Because if it’s a choice of being kind

Or hateful, disconnected and cold,

I know which mindset will keep me warm at night as I am getting old,

Knowing I had the understanding of life

To question everything that I am told,

And to rejoice in authenticity

Rather than to suffer a life that you’ve been sold.