Im tired.

Im tired of my ethnicity being made into a costume
Ghettoized, demeaned, and destroyed.
Tired of those who do not embody the skin of a black girl
But strive to possess the characteristics being praised
While those of us who walk in melanin induced skin
Get chastised and torn from limb to limb
I am sick of the dark skin jokes
The categorizing of a race in attempt to keep us
Seperated and ignorant of our power as a whole
I am tired seeing the boy whos mom is ill and whos little sisters are starving in jail because he sold a little weed
In a desperate attempt to keep his family of the streets
While rich white kids rape and get probation for 30 days.
I am tired of a corrupt system creating poverty within a
Community and then blaming the community for being poor.
I am sick. And I am tired.

Comments

idontrhyme4

I understand you on so many levels with this. You just don't understand how great it feels to see the thoughts I have scarambled in my head finally be written down in coherant sentences

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