My Dark
Being afraid of the dark is one thing
Being afraid of my dark is another
My dark is beauty and power
Not violence and sour
I shouldn’t give you fear
I shouldn’t give you tears
I am not a danger
I am not a stranger
My dark is burdened by the expectation to be on your best behavior
Or they’re won’t be a savior.
I was born in America just like the rest
my color shouldn’t determine my test.
This poem is about:
Our world