The first time I realized I was black was long ago
Someone had to point that out to me
To tell me that I was different from them
To tell me that I was less than them
And at that moment
My whole world changed
I saw the divide
I realized that the colour of my skin
Has put me in a different class
A class that is less than
Can you imagine how I felt?
Can you imagine the confusion and the pain?
Can you imagine me realizing
That I would be treated based on the colour of my skin?
And the sad thing is it doesn’t have to be this way
The superiority of one race over another is taught
It’s taught by family and friends
It doesn’t have to be this way
June 3rd, 2020