I heard you were thinking about me.
Wondering if I ever put together that this foul weather of distress currently hailing down to molest and create further unrest was engineered as a test by you to subdue my subconscious views?
Almost like breaking news. It's funny how you fight to showcase my plight. Like being darker in America should deny me of my rights that you so anxiously remind me your ancestors fought for. As if my own never knew war?
Dragged to foreign shores to die and toil for a little more than the leftover bones. Like the ones holding up your throne.
See it isn't just I alone who want you to atone for beating and mistreating the reasons your ancestors grew rich on this stolen pitch of earth.
But for what it's worth we aren't asking for much.
Just a clutch of land to call our own and for police to leave us the hell alone so every night in my home, I don't have to see another brother's soul being taken. So I don't have to awaken to this fright every night I see a light shine through my window. So my own children can know what it means to call a country home and know that not every soul wants them dragged through the dirt and thrown to a quick grave.
Am I depraved for asking for equal treatment? Like in the weeks when your people are scheming to take away father's from sons and then wonder why we protest and cry up to the heavens pleading why?
How come our children are the ones the news say commit the crimes? When your kind would rather die killing innocent in schools. Good kids, who obey the rules end up on the evening news by a lighter skinned youth with hatred in his veins and much to prove?
Am I fool for thinking the term terrorist is reserved for the ethnics of the earth? That a "White American" is simply confused or deranged and abused to misuse his privilege this much. And yes it's privilege you clutch when I say that that's the only way a kid can kill this way, and is stood up for by his peers that he tried to slaughter the very same day.
In what way is that not privilege. When individuals who pray 7 times a day for their religion are demonized on television by all forgiving Christians? Like the clan didn't preach Christ as the rode through the night hanging anything that wasn't white just because they thought it right? But maybe my sight is jaded since the news always shades it against any figment that is abundant in melanin pigment.
It isn't about what is or what isn't, who did or who didn't. It's about a history of continued hate and a culture that won't dare to admit it.
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A Rant
PoetryA personal poem that is made up of comments the author has received and general responses to it. This poem can be seen as a rant of sorts and may have additional chapters added to it.