MY RACE IS NOT A CRIME

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

Comments

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:

Realy nice!

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.