My Roots

Reads: 530  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 2

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The poem that I'm submitting is about my african heritage, it's about my constant everyday fight to be proud of who I am and this neverending battle that we must face. It's about the way I feel and the hope that I must cling onto.

Submitted: October 15, 2010

A A A | A A A

Submitted: October 15, 2010

A A A

A A A


MY ROOTS
They say that slavery is dead….
And that my skin color is black….
Well, how in the world can it be that in this new age….
My people still can’t read or write….
Just because there is no more Master’s and Whips….
Doesn’t mean that Slavery is gone….
So, Can my voice be the intro for someone else’s song?
Can I be the new Martin Luther King, and follow my own dream?
The world isn’t all that crazy, crazy as it seems….
If we just keep striving and believing; that one day," Our Freedom Bell will ring”.


© Copyright 2017 Trulybless. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply

Booksie 2017-2018 Short Story Contest

Booksie Popular Content

Other Content by Trulybless

My Roots

Poem / Poetry

The Flash Back

Poem / Flash Fiction

Four Page Letter

Poem / Poetry

Popular Tags