This is the life of being black

Yes I have more melanin then others 

But does that mean I have to get treated like a felon

Put under the stereotype that all we eat is watermelon 

And convinced the only way we can talk is through yellin

This is the life of being black

 

Using seperate bathrooms as if we're diseased 

I always wondered why I got teased 

It was because the whites were displeased 

Displeased in the fact that we believed 

Believed that one day everything the blacks wanted would be achieved 

This is the life of being black

 

Now my brothers are being shot left & right just because their pigmentation isn't bright

We're not going to bite, but pull out a gun we will fight

Fight for our lives that is 

No we won't use we knives but yet the most powerful weapon of all

Our voices that will aide us in making the right choices

This is the life of being black

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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This poem is based on how blacks are looked at.

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