Kisa mwen fè isit la?
Yo mande m '' Ki moun ou ye? '
Mwen eseye reponn, men vwa mwen; Li te ale
Yo rele m 'non
Mache nan mwen, tankou yon gazon ki fèk koupe;
Dawn ap kraze
Tèt yo, souke
'Li jis yon lòt estipid n * gg * r'
Koulye a, sa a deklannche
Plis emosyon
Kòlè, rayi, trayizon.
Pa gen mo mwen te pale, kòrèk?
Maman di, 'Ti bebe, li difisil ...
Men, eseye, jis pou ... koulè vif. '
... Sa se li, KOULÈ;
Ki sa ki koloran?
Pou wè tout moun menm jan an?
Menm san koulè, mwen ka wè nwa -
Ak ble, ak tout Koulè nan fè mal ak detèminasyon
Pou chanje nasyon sa a, ak chak nouvo jenerasyon
Chanjman ..
Men,
Poukisa nou diferan?
Menm zo, menm tandon yo
Misk menm,
Èske gen yon moun ki fèk pran kouri?
Frape ak kontni
Avèk ki jan bagay yo ye?
Kè kontan yo dwe blan
Paske yo se "supèrstar"
Yo menm gen fyèl la
Pou fè apèl la
Nan limanite nou an
Li se yon wont
Men, vre li yo
Nou PA menm bagay la tou
Pa gen moun ki
Men, sa a biz antye '
Sou esklavaj ak koulè se fou;
Èske nou divize konsa panse nou sou libète te vwasi;
Men, kounye a ini nou kanpe,
Libète ak egalite!
Se sa nou mande.
Men kesyon an toujou rete;
Èske koulè nou dwe netwaye nan lespri nou,
Pou fè tèt ou blonjak?
Oswa se koulè po mwen an
Ase pou tache sèvo a?
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A/N:
What was I going through when I wrote this? XD even I don't know .. or do I? *wink*
Translation:
What am I doing here?
They ask me, 'Who are you?'
I try to reply, but my voice; It's gone
They call me names
Walk across me, like a freshly cut lawn;
Dawn is breaking
Their heads, shaking
'She just another stupid n*gg*r'
Now this triggers
More emotion
Anger, hate, betrayal.
No words have I spoken, correct?
Momma says, ' Baby, its hard...
But try, to just be... colorblind.'
... That's it, COLOR;
What is colorblindness?
To see everyone the same?
Even without color, I can see black -
And blue, and every hue of hurt and determination
To change this nation, with every new generation
Of change..
But,
Why are we so different?
Same bones, Same tendons
Same muscles,
Did someone just rustle?
Rustle with content
With how things are?
Happy to be white
Because they are "superstars"
They even have the gall
To make the call
Of OUR humanity
It's a shame
But, its true
We are NOT the same
No one is
But this whole biz'
On slavery and color is crazy;
Has us divided so our thoughts on freedom got hazy;
But, now united we stand,
Freedom and equality!
That is what we demand.
But the question still remains;
Will our color be cleansed from your minds,
To make yourselves colorblind?
Or is the color of my skin
Enough to stain the brain?
YOU ARE READING
BLOWING THE DUST
PoetryA wild ride through my minds eye. Basically a bunch of my poems or writings. No real reason for this other than displaying my works lol. Some of these are from middle school. And I will be switching from language to language #multi-linguism You hav...
