I Once Saw A Butterfly...
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kgirl “In a place where fantasy meets reality”
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An allegorical poem I wrote for all the black people out there who have been and still are struggling because of their skin color. Black lives matter, as well as that white butterfly.
Beautiful and stronger than others could ever imagine.

I Once Saw A Butterfly...

I once saw a white butterfly,

I once saw a white butterfly, Flying high in the dark blue midnight sky.

I thought she was

I thought she was So beautiful

I thought she was So beautiful And flawless,

Then I heard someone next to me whispering,

She would never be

As beautiful

As the one full of colors

Who was flying beside her,

Just because of her own color.

I once had a friend,

I once had a friend, Strong-willed,

I once had a friend, Strong-willed, Nothing could ever stop her

I once had a friend, Strong-willed, Nothing could ever stop her From smiling

I once had a friend, Strong-willed, Nothing could ever stop her From smiling To greet the next day;

Black eyes,

Black eyes, and black hair,

Black eyes, and black hair, Black skin,

Black eyes, and black hair, Black skin, and black soul,

Wild temperament,

Wild temperament, Fierce and strong,

Wild temperament, Fierce and strong, Just like a midsummer fire,

No matter the hate and the comments,

No matter the hate and the comments, She kept on living life at her fullest.

I once heard of a God

I once heard of a God Who created us equals

I once heard of a God Who created us equals And who sees us so,

I once heard of a God Who created us equals And who sees us so, No differences,

I once heard of a God Who created us equals And who sees us so, No differences, Promises of eternal love;

All of them

Broken All of them

By those same Broken All of them

Brothers and sisters By those same Broken All of them

Who should love one another Brothers and sisters By those same Broken All of them

Just like they love themselves. Who should love one another Brothers and sisters By those same Broken All of them

I once heard the devil,

I once heard the devil, In the words snapped

I once heard the devil, With rage In the words snapped

I once heard the devil, With rage In the words snapped By souls blinded

I once heard the devil, With rage By ignorance, In the words snapped By souls blinded

I once heard the devil, With rage By ignorance, In the words snapped By souls blinded And egoism,

I once heard the devil, With rage By ignorance, In the words snapped And fury. By souls blinded And egoism,

I once saw a butterfly:

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high,

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the Dark blue midnight sky

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the Dark blue midnight sky Careless and light,

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the Dark blue midnight sky Careless and light, As whether the world would

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the Dark blue midnight sky Careless and light, As whether the world would Hate her or love her

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the Dark blue midnight sky Careless and light, As whether the world would Hate her or love her About that,

I once saw a butterfly: She was white and flew high, High up in the Dark blue midnight sky Careless and light, As whether the world would Hate her or love her About that, she didn’t care;

But as long as she fought

To live to the day

She would be considered

She would be considered Equal

She would be considered Equal To the butterfly full of colors

She would be considered Equal To the butterfly full of colors Flying next to her,

She would keep on flying

She would keep on flying Careless and light.

Because she already knew

Because she already knew She was just as important and beautiful

Because she already knew She was just as important and beautiful As the colorful butterfly;

Because she already knew She was just as important and beautiful As the colorful butterfly; And she also knew

Because she already knew She was just as important and beautiful As the colorful butterfly; And she also knew That other people,

Because she already knew She was just as important and beautiful As the colorful butterfly; And she also knew That other people, Just like you and me,

Because she already knew She was just as important and beautiful As the colorful butterfly; And she also knew That other people, Just like you and me, Could see that too.

MY MESSAGE: Just like with the white butterfly in the poem, We know Black lives matter just as much as white lives do.

And as long as we know that, but don’t stop to that... Rather, we spread the same values of equality and respect from person to person and from generation to generation,

We’ll be able to make everyone understand that each one of us matters, No matter the color of our skin, Our beliefs, Whether women or men, No matter our sexual orientation.

All human lives matter. And right now black people aren’t being respected even though they have the right to be respected and treated equally.

That’s why each one of us needs to do something, needs to show support to black people in our own way. And this was my way to do that.

If you don’t care about what’s making black people suffer, will not support them and stick with them to help them fight this off, If you’re homophobic or you don’t tolerate opinions that differ from yours, whether radically or only slightly, Feel free to unfollow me.

I don’t write for people who don’t stick with or hate on other human beings just because they have different backgrounds, culture, skin color, ideas, sexual orientation, just because they’re women rather than men, or, eventually, the opposite too.

That said, thank you for reading this. I know it was a bit long, but all the words included in this poem, I poured them down from my heart and soul and that’s why I didn’t feel like shortening the poem, nor excluding any one of the words I picked.

To all my black followers or readers, You are strong, you’ve always been, and I truly can’t imagine just how painful all of this must be for each one of you. I’m here for you.

To all of you and to my non-black followers and readers, Let’s stick together, make our voices be heard and never surrender. Let’s be there for those who are hurting, in any case and situation: right now for the black people, but in general for each person not tolerated because of who they are or of what they believe in.

As always, the comments and my DMs too are always open if you want to share your thoughts and opinions or just have a talk about what’s going on and your experience in this or a similar situation. All of us must be there for one another; let’s always remember that.

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