I can’t be proud to be descended from kings and explorers,
Because that pride is gone as soon as I arrived to the world.
Now, I am the son of slavers. Of rapists.
It’s not empowering to be the default.
I am not a victim.
Victims aren’t born privileged.
What a feeling it is
to be born to the perfect putting-down of people like myself.
Because people like me had their time in the sun
And now we must recover from the high which I was never here to experience.
"Colonizer piece of ****
"You have it easy."
"She can do so much better than you."
"Why aren’t you stronger?"
For the mistakes of my forefathers,
I am a sin.
Sep 30, 2024
Sep 30, 2024 at 12:37 AM UTC
I can’t be proud to be descended from kings and explorers,
Because that pride is gone as soon as I arrived to the world.
Now, I am the son of slavers. Of rapists.
It’s not empowering to be the default.
I am not a victim.
Victims aren’t born privileged.
What a feeling it is
to be born to the perfect putting-down of people like myself.
Because people like me had their time in the sun
And now we must recover from the high which I was never here to experience.
"Colonizer piece of ****
"You have it easy."
"She can do so much better than you."
"Why aren’t you stronger?"
For the mistakes of my forefathers,
I am a sin.
Request permission to use this poem