No one understands what it's like to be me
To be black in the sea of white
Always having to know that I'm destined to fail in what I want to do
Because I'm black
Because I'm dark
Because I'm the color of tar
Because I'm Different
I was taught that America was the home of the free and brave
But America is neither free nor brave
If we were free
And if we were brave
why am I still being bullied by the world
over my color
The definition of free is
To not under the control or in the power of another
But why am i put below everyone else?
Why did it take so long for integration to happen
why did it take so long for people to finally realize
that I'm just like you and your just like me
and all I can ask myself is
Why?
Please tell me
Why?
YOU ARE READING
Poetry -Civil Rights
PoetryThis is not a hate speech. This is just how i feel. Please don't judge me. Black in America
