
Society would label me as Black, but really I am…
If anybody asks you who I am Feel free to tell them…
I am seen only by my peers as that "black guy."
I am nameless.
I am in love with one who will never love me back.
I am a tall tree constantly trying to be cut down.
I am a swift wind sweepin' the country.
I am a river full of ambition.
I am that little bit of hope for my mother and father.
I am my people.
I am a helpin' hand to those who need it most.
I am a hero to a long line of family that never got the chance that I possess.
You see I am something unique
If anybody asks you who I am
Just tell them. I am what you never thought I was Human,
So try not to judge me.
Black
12th grade
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