Freedom Papers

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Always have to prove something ...

Submitted: November 05, 2017

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"Midnight Poems (1-71)", on my blog :

 

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Freedom Papers

 

 

 

No need to clutch your purse

 

Old lady

 

Please, don’t worry

 

I’m one of the “good ones”

 

I’m not like the others

 

You know, the ones who say

 

“Nigga”, “Yo”, “Know what I’m sayin’ “,

 

Do you understand me?

 

 

 

Don’t you see,

 

I’m dressed differently.

 

My shirts tucked in,

 

My pants are pulled up.

 

I’m wearing shoes – not sneakers.

 

I’m not one of them niggers,

 

Who commit crimes and

 

Run from the police.

 

I’m a Model Negro.

 

 

 

Look at how quiet

 

I am.

 

I hold no controversial views

 

That may upset you.

 

I don’t even want to

 

Talk about racism, sexism,

 

Homophobia, xenophobia

 

Or other “sensitive topics”.

 

We’re all the same.

 

We’re all having the same experience.

 

We’re all given the same opportunities.

 

We’re all free.

 

 

 

But why do I have to show my

 

Freedom papers?

 

 

 

– Sorry, that’s a bit radical

 

A little too controversial

 

 

 

Even my hair is “professional”.

 

I’m not rockin’ –

 

Sorry I mean, “wearing”

 

An offensive, nor intimidating

 

Hairstyle that would make

 

You uncomfortable.

 

I don’t have dreads,

 

Twisties, nor braids.

 

I’ve cut my hair,

 

So, there’s no need to

 

Hold onto your purse

 

For dear life.

 

 

 

I’m sorry,

 

I couldn’t change

 

My skin.

 

But I’ve done the

 

Next best thing.

 

 

 

Look at my

 

Bachelor’s Degree.

 

(I’m even working

 

On my Masters.)

 

 

 

I am intelligent.

 

“Articulate”.

 

I understand things,

 

Well everything they

 

Told me was worth understanding.

 

But why do I have to show my freedom papers?

 

And you’re accepted for who you are?

 

Why don’t you represent everyone

 

Who looks like you?

 

 

 

– Sorry, was that too much?

 

How about that game last night?

 

The weather has been terrible lately?

 

Would you like another cup of coffee?

 

 

 

So, why are you afraid

 

Afraid of me?

 

I’ve dispelled

 

Virtually every myth

 

You have conceived.

 

I thought I’d fit in

 

With this piece of paper

 

But your vision of me

 

Will never leave.

 

 

 

– K.S. Fort

 

 

 

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