Dear quarantine diary, I love myself.
Normal? Do you think this is normal? Today is something normal to me, but not always was because I live in a society that values a eurocentric standard of beauty. I spent a little time to realize that I also live in a racism and racial inequality society, although I always have been lived this, It's a opressor society that make distinction of people in a implicit and explicit way and also kill deliberately... And guess what, the cheeper meat of this system is my Black meat if you know what I mean...
The knowledge of this reality brought me critial look about so many things around me that sometimes I feel disturbed because I don't need look closely and don't even go far to see how the reality of Black people is real and the way that society works is wrong, very wrong. The fight against the racism isn't just a fight of Black people, is also of the white people but it's needed they seek knowledge about the cause and know how to recognize the place of speech they have.
It's surreal to think that there are people that see me how a inferior just because of the color of my skin... I really don't understand this colonize and stupid mind. Some people usually resume the cause in a phrase "We are all humans"(wow), Yeah and this obvious, but even being "all humans" we live in a society whose structural basis was slavery and this made and keep making "all humans" not living, not receiving and not being treated in an equal way and THIS is also obvious and don't see who don't want to see.
I recognize my value and no one can dictate where I belong, I am armed with my faith and my black conscience, so I feel
"Basalt emanating from my pores. My conscience-stone in that instant. Basalt emanating from my pores: My Black Conscienc"
and you can...
"you can lie to a child with a smilin' face
Tell me color ain't about race
You can cast the first stone, you can break my bones
But you're never, ever, ever
You're never gonna break myFaith and hope ain't yours to give
Truth and liberty are mine to live"
Dear quarantine diary, I love myself and I mean
I'm Black and I'm proud (Raised fist).
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Dear, Quarantine Diary
Literatura FaktuI'm just a university student in difficult times. This is a book that is part of the teaching plan for the subject "English Language II" that I do in the course of Languages and Literature, Portuguese and English. Differents themes, the same expre...
