Okay.
I see what you see,
I plead what you plea
But I pound on the walls, wailing to be free
You walk around everywhere, completely free
I stand in chains, in sorrow, why can't you see?
I bleed what you bleed
I need what you need
So tell me,
Why do you leave me be?
Is it my hair, my lips, my skin?
Is this why you hold up your chin?
Don't change us
And certainly don't replace us
Help us
Don't throw us under a bus
We are like you
So please walk in our shoe
Okay?
YOU ARE READING
Poems by a Black Girl
PoesiaThese are just a bunch of poems that I've written *Not all of these poems are from a racial perspective* *Disclaimer: None of these photos are mine. I've either taken them from the internet completely or used multiple images and made my own design w...
