Exhibit A: The Black Dove

Exhibit A: The Black Doves

Black Pearl

Ft. Precious Jam Gemstone

I deserve!

I deserve to be heard!

You can't expect my pain to go unseen, unheard!

Do you expect me to be heard?

The answer's in my every word:

I deserve

Spread

In every word

I deserve…..,

I will be heard!

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For the Doves, whose stories scroll past, unseen,

On every new feeds, on every bright uncut right out from a movie screen.

Streamed on whole vessels, yet drowned in white noise—

A stolen innocence, a plundered poise.

Their youth was a canvas, pristine and white,

Till the Gilded Age painters crept in with their night,

Their progressive stage masking a tinted black,

A calculated, predatory attack.

The Black Dove deserves more than a moment’s attention,

Beyond the brief, hollow, trending prevention.

A child raised to be seen, but never heard,

A caged, silent singer, a captive bird.

When will society allow them their words?

All we see on the social box, every absurd like Sarah Baartman

Experiment flashing—it’s them, the Gilded, who served

Generations of power, their lanes thoroughly swerved