No hablo ingles
I want to
say.
As the
flashing lights
Pull up
behind,
Surround me
Inundate me.
Of course
it isn’t believable.
Blue eyes,
fair skin, freckles.
A driver’s
license that
Gives edict
of my residential birth.
But I say
it,
In my mind,
Denying the
reality of my skin.
I want to
claim my true culture
My internal
identity,
But the
barrier of my skin
My heritage
My birthright
Cannot be
broken.
What’s in a
name?
What’s in a
color?
Why do we
label them as other?
If I am me,
and you are you,
If I
understand you,
If you
understand me,
Then where
is the need…
Craniology,
Or something
of that sort.
Didn’t you
know
There are 5
different sizes?
Therein
lies the difference.
It was all
pre-ordained, really.
Didn’t you
know
The Bible
says…
Therein
lies the difference.
They’re not
really human.
Didn’t you
know
We’re doing
them a big favor
Making
their lives better
Civilizing
them.
Therein
lies the difference.
They’re
stealing our jobs.
Didn’t you
know
They’re
Lazy
Thieves
Liars
Criminals.
Therein
lies the difference.
But it was
a lie.
Where is
the difference?
Where is
the difference?
I am an
egg.
You are a
twinkie.
Can’t we
just be
What we
are,
How we are,
Who we are?
I am a
cyborg.
I am not
black.
I am not
brown.
I am not
yellow.
I am not
red.
I am not
white.
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