My skin does not
determine my story
a story of how I got here
my parents got here
or where we live.
It does not determine
The language I speak
My career choice
Or the stereotype
placed on me.
Violent assumptions
Of actions I have never
Done. A collective
Of fear, doubts, concerns
That I will be something
You see on the news
I am not a collective
of poor decisions
from those who are
evil, misfortune, or accused.
Part of a marginalized group
Of many in this world
Bigger, stronger
Differences that flourish
But put down for
power, greed, confusion
We must spread power
For everyone
their stories, lives, families
to help this world
grow.
