Watching my country turn on itself.
Neighbor against neighbor against those who need help.
Bowing my head in shame,
Only to see my white skin,
My middle-class life,
My loving parents.
What right did I have to these advantages?
I hadn't earned the privilege.
Years spent under the weight of a safe school
In a wealthy town
With all the food I could eat.
Until one day, I realized
I had not earned this. Yet it was mine.
Instead of feeling guilty,
I had to use it.
Years spent growing,
Using my voice to speak for others,
Learning and being thankful.
Striving for a world where everyone
Has the privilege