I am...a man
I am a...black man
With skin opposite yours
Some say
You may
Not like me
But that's not my problem...it's yours
Opportunity
Of equality
Should grant an open door
Blood...sweat...tears...Lord knows our sacrifice
How hard is it to accept us or understand our uncommon plight
How would you feel
To feel
What we feel
Maybe you'd think twice
Yet you hate
Straight
From your
Core
And feel that it's alright
My ancestors never asked to come here...they were kidnapped to these shores
Unwillingly
For slavery
Bought n' sold for choirs
Yet, say we don't belong here n' to go back 'cross the seas
Again...never asked to be here...before
You state beliefs
Proclamation 95
Derived
From freedom cries
Opened doors to Civil Rights
Jim Crow wanted separation between the blacks and whites
Day n' night
Colored
N' unbothered
Our father, which art in heaven
Still seeking
Dreams
Of Dr. King
Remember?
No judging color...skin
Folks are in...
Content...character...D.C.
'63
Witnessed by thousands faithfully
I am...a man
I am a...black man
With skin opposite yours
My heart bleeds red...sweat drips from pores
Work hard yet subject to class
As outcast
Alien
Yet, like you I am
American
More or less, a human
Being
More or less
What you believe
I still
Will
Achieve
Without you...there's still me
I only ask
That
Personally
You...the Supremacist...
Narcissist
To your kind
Open eyes shuttered blind
Study history
Necessary
Your blasphemy
Unnecessary
Adversary
Hatchet bury
Defuse hate
Communicate
To relate
Even though outward we
May appear differently
Supremacist
Religious
To your kind...I too am
American
Born here...
Therefore free
My ancestors never asked to be here...I beg you
To
Open eyes to
See
I am...a man
I am a...black man
More or less...a human
Being
Skin color opposite yours
Explore my history....
- Osmosis Poemz (Blackmosis)
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