A social and political matter.
No improving actions,
just continuance in chatter.
Y’all aren’t delusional.
Blacks can too be exceptional.
The words we too write are legible.
If you cut me I too bleed red!
How’s it the 21st century,
and racism still isn’t dead?
Your minuscule mind thinks pigment in my skin makes me inferior .
Discrimination is in occurrence, because you believe you’re superior.
Then you wonder why blacks are so furious.
‘Cause you choose to ignore a problem so serious.
Not by choice,
am I the voice, of my race.
I’m also sorry…
for the other targeted groups that are hated.
I can merely tell you I am exhausted!
To hold on to the human race,
’cause it’s not lost yet.
Presently, I’m less of judgment,
and my acceptance has grew.
As a black woman,
that’s all I will say to you.