We are in a world all by ourselves,
where we are forced to keep silent.
we are forced to keep our opinions to ourselves
because we are “BLACK”

Our rights are often taken away from us,
well that is if we are even considered as having any rights at all.

we are locked up in a shell,
so afraid to expose ourselves.
so afraid of what somebody else’s opinion might be.

we have bright ideas
but they go to waste
because we don’t have the right to SPEAK and EXPRESS ourselves.

“YOU’RE STUPID!”, “YOU’RE BLACK!”, “YOU KNOW NOTHING!”, “YOUR OPINION DOESNT MATTER!”, “WHO ARE YOU?”, “YOU DON’T BELONG HERE!”, “DON’T YOU GET IT? YOU’RE BLACK!”

YES! we get it! our forefathers got it! yes, we are black and that is why we are treated the way we are. we are forced to change the colour of our skins just so we can be accepted in the society by “THE WHITES” or “BROWN-SKINNED.”

Jobs we are capable of doing are not afforded to us because we are BLACK.

I, the writer of this poem will now unveil myself.
i am tired of being who society wants me to be.
i am tired of being who i’m not.
i am tired of being ridiculed because i’m BLACK.
i am tired of being your slave mentally, physically and emotionally.

I AM BLACK, SO WHAT?
GREATNESS IS STILL IN ME.

Tamoya Mctagart