Racism, it is the word we all hear today. But does it being common make it a crime
I am black.
I am proud.
Don't make me lack.
No need to be proud.
I say it on Mississippi
Driving on to Texas.
WILL I STILL BE A CRIME?
ARE YOU A RACIST
Being neutral is not here.
You are either a racist or recognize Black lives Matter
My granddad told his son.
I can vote but I can't lead.
My father told me
I can lead but I can't teach
I am telling my son
I can teach but I CAN'T BREATHE
I do hope my son will tell his son
That he can vote, lead, teach and BREATHE
I call out triumphant
With the knowledge that I am no longer a crime.
I jubilate knowing that I am not equal
But complementary with all men.
I rise, with all people.
Boasting and knowing that we all are free.
I am not a crime.
© 2020 Akinkunmi Testimony
Farrah Young from Lagos, Nigeria on July 04, 2020:
Beautiful, very well written; it conveys the theme without beating about the bush, as all good poems should.
CHATRA RAM from BARMER INDIA on July 04, 2020:
MY RACE IS NOT A CRIME
Thanks for share this.
Lorna Lamon on July 04, 2020:
Inspirational and powerful. The last verse says it all. Great poetry.
Lank Jill on July 04, 2020:
Testimony. I delight in how you portrayed racism.
Akinkunmi Marvelous on July 04, 2020:
EXCEllent! Truly showing that black lives matter.