I remember a time - junior year

This uneducated boy was talking off my ear

He said horrible things about my culture

He tried and tried to get me to rupture

I jumped to my defense and said 'at least I'm not average

I know everything about my culture, I even speak the language'

He got all mad and said 'you should not be here'

I told him 'no, maybe you should be the one to steer clear'

I am a white female, I have a white face

I still experience racism from the 'superior' race

I am still white, I don't understand it

Shouldn't I be the one with the 'higher advantage'?

I want everyone to see, the educated are the ones who suffer the most damage

I see the hardships immigrants sadly have to 'embrace'

When I see what they go through I picture my grandparents' face

Nobody should ever have to go through what I did

I could have left the classroom or I could have hid

I chose to stand up for myself

Because my family raised me to be strong and share the wealth

I bestowed my knowledge upon this boy

I told him 'I'm sorry I am close to my roots, but you're just using judgement as a decoy'

When I asked him what he knew about his heritage

He just stopped and stared because he realized I was the one with the priviledge

Since birth, I was raised to accept everyone, no matter what race or religion

Others forget where they come from, to them culture is something that does not fit America's description