'Race'
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The Sum Being called N-Word How many times? Being underestimated because I am a Black womanSeveral timesSnubbed because I am BlackToo many times Ignored because I am a womanLots of timesA look of surprise and a frown when I say that my mother read
You unfasten the buttons on your shirt
loosen the collar
alter the sides
tie the ends into a knot
cuff your sleeves
He told me I was one of the most beautiful specimens he'd ever seen.They said we'd look good together;I foolishly hoped he liked me.
Privilege? I’m sorry I seem to have forgotten what that word really means. You see it’s been forced in my ears and down my throat so many times I’ve become numb to its bitterness.
It put me in my feels
You broke open my seals
I wanted to speak my mind
But knew I had to somehow be kind
Look at my face
Look at
This
Face
I know her
These thin lips
Small eyes
Large cheeks
My eyelashes are short
But long enough for their purpose
Drink after drinkAmerica takes round after round the world takesHow long till it all stops Round after round It won't stopIncreased time befor the shotsAmerica and the world will never Stop Racism is the obsessionBrought to attention by the ones
Blank, we start with a few lines
Color has no life in this world
Soaring white eagles over monochrome pines
Black and white clouds swirled
Build this world of black and white
Nothing is blind in our sight
My grandmother made her home here early,
Before the borders were walled,
Before Laredo was a proper baario
In the heat, she cared for seven children.
My grandmother felt prejudice quickly,
