August 18, 2014

I think we all feel a bit hopeless right now. I don't know what else to do. Hopeless.

No hope


For the child


Growing up


On the wrong side


Of the racial divide.


Giving up, on the future


You can be, whatever you want to be


But not me.


I scare you by my presence


Grew too big, too tall, too black


To be trusted.


I feel your eyes on me,


Judging me an animal,


To be hunted.


Should I shuck, should I jive?


Just for the chance to stay alive?


Or just be me and die?


Nondescript faces,


They notice me not.


Except to see,


That they look different than me.


Folding myself within myself,


I try to fit in your box,


Like an animal caged,


Inside I seethe


Considered a danger


In the land of the Free


I’ll always be a stranger.

August 18, 2014

Time to write another poem about it.

Little by little, you prick my soul


With your needles of hate.


Slap, turn cheek, slap, turn cheek


I have run out of face.


As much as you words bruise me,


Your indifference wounds me more.


I have been wronged! An injustice I say!


You hurry to point your dirty finger my way.


Look at you! Your clothes, your hair,


Your style, your flair.


What did you do?


Was it your mouth,


Was it your glare?


You shouldn't have even been there!


Why must I


Be held to a higher standard


Than the next guy?


I know why.


When you look like me,


You toe the line


Or you die.


I am so pissed!!!!

August 18, 2014

Oh, America!

No hope


For the child


Growing up


On the wrong side


Of the racial divide.


Giving up, on the future


You can be, whatever you want to be


But not me.


I scare you by my presence


Grew too big, too tall, too black


To be trusted.


I feel your eyes on me,


Judging me an animal,


To be hunted.


Should I shuck, should I jive?


Just for the chance to stay alive?


Or just be me and die?


Nondescript faces,


They notice me not.


Except to see,


That they look different than me.


Folding myself within myself,


I try to fit in your box,


Like an animal caged,


Inside I seethe


Considered a danger


In the land of the Free


I’ll always be a stranger.