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Highlighting points in my life where I realized life is hard for a black person.

Submitted: June 04, 2016

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Ma told me one day

at the ripe age of 

7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12,

that she regretting giving me the 

invented name of African origin that i

Possess

Own

Love

because The White Man 

that would look at my resume

would not 

Think

The White Man would just Do

And The White Man would just say

"Not another one"

And decided that his workforce had enough 

racial diversity

And decided that his workforce had enough

speckles in the white cloth that was his employees

And decided that his workforce had enough

Stains.

Ma told me one day 

at the ripe age of 

5

that she knew that i

was just being a kid

and she knew that i

was

imaginative

but

the Korean guy at the counter

was eyeing me funny

and

wondered what the little 

black kid

was doing peeking at his wares.

The Men At The Gas Station

would not

Think

The Men At The Gas Station would just Assume

and

The Men At The Gas Station would just Think

That those with the 

Tight braids

and Saggy pants

and the Loud music

was just another one of 

"those niggas".

How quaint.

Ma told me one day

at the ripe age of

8 or 9

when she proudly retired from

The United States Army 

(not like they cared)

that she

went looking for jobs 

w/ her 'white' name,

w/ her 'colored' skin,

w/ her military 'experience',

as a 'tool'.

The White Man in his

Suit and tie

Turned my Ma down

Because on paper she was more than qualified

But

If only her skin was the shade of that sheet of paper

For

The White Man would just Judge

That

Their skin color was shared

Based on the name on the resume

And

The White Man denied

Saying that the spot was filled

Before giving that job

To

A White Woman 

In that

same Waiting Room.

What a shame.

Ma told me

"Be proud.

Yes.

But don't be stupid."

Codename Preservation:

Objective -

May

Access

Your

Gray matter

Over

Damnations

Because

Eveyone's 

White

If

They

Hate

Your

Optimisitc

Understanding

because the privileged rules

and the poor falls

and the earth dies

because ignorance never falters.

Ma told me one day

Ma told me one month

Ma told me one year

Ma told me one lifetime

Ago

That 

Being i

Is a Blessing

And a Curse,

For God's Chosen People

Will be

Persecuted 

Every

Day for

Ever until

Never exists.

 

 


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