Injustice Poem by Sheldon Carruthers

My words are ineffective at describing how I feel
I've been unfairly treated
It's enough to make me ill
When it dawns upon your psyche
What your up against
your hope just starts to dwindle
There is no recompense

To salvage some humanity
Out of what seems to be destroyed
Is hardly worth the effort
It just makes one more annoyed

It is a downward spiral
A never ending slump
It got me suicidal
Eternally in the dumps

To see the warning signs
You cannot resign from failure
Only fall deeper into decline

I've always been a failure
Ever since I was born
my soul is torn and twisted
I am dejected and forlorn
The discriminatory nature
Of society today
Has left me so disgruntled
In a whole new and different way

If ever there has been a racist problem
I've looked the other way
Yet I cannot stand the pressure
Of the torment
Another single day

My freedom from the terror
Will never materialise
I have realised what the problem is
It is my Chinese looking eyes