Cannot Fight Without Strength.

Look at me with curiosity, why am I here, in such area?

Look at me in disgust, why is my skin so dark unlike everyone else?

Look at me in lust, as if my race is for pleasure.

I stand strong in my place, knowing I am unique.

I stand with my mother who did not stand for defeat.

When she fought for my right to stand with you all today.

Wirhout her will to fight, I would not have my strength.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community


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