Being Black
It is seen as a curse
But let’s reverse
Afro-American please
Now I can express feeling at ease
As I walk and talk to people, they seem to freeze
I am who I am with a heritage
I am surrounded by privilege
Don’t judge me
I was created for the world to see
No one has any idea
But act on assumption
They are stuck on their own fear
In fact, I am not wanted near
My boundaries came with legacies
My struggles from beatings past
So hard knots know my name
That doesn’t make me lame
I overcame
The Heaven’s that saw
I was told I have no rights
But through the darkness came light
I was able to be free
The wonders of education
The knowledge that expanded my horizon
No time to stop, but maneuver forward
Direction being onward
The Heaven’s guide
The teachings from the Almighty I will abide