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