Friday, May 8, 2015

Poetry: Her

I look at her
And pretend not to see
The girl that I love so much
Is turning into me.

The music that inspires
The kinds of friends she desires
The jokes that are told
The issues that are discussed

I look at her
And all I see
Is this girl I loved so much
Falling away by
Turning into me.

This is the price to be paid.
This is all on me.
My wretchedness
In her proximity.

Will she fall like I did?
Will she make the same mistakes?
Will she stay pure and wonderful?
Will she regret her life now?

I remember her age.
I remember living that exact same life.
I remember those hopes and dreams.
I remember how it hurt when it left... fell away... went.

Will it leave her?
Will it hurt?
Will I be there?
Will I watch?

I look at her
And pretend not to see
The girl that I love so much
Is turning into me.

Monday, May 4, 2015

I'm White

You don't understand, you're a white kid.

Just admit to your WHITE PRIVILEGE already!

I've never seen a white girl with a butt before... I mean, unless they're fat. Really fat.

What do you mean your family cooks? You're white.

Let's see... you're a white, blonde, teenager with rich parents. You do drugs.

What stresses or problems could you have, wimp? You're white.

I bet you're really smart because damn girl, you white.

You looked at my deadlocks and smiled. Do I look funny to you, white girl?

You're probably crap in bed because you're white.

I'm just so stressed right now, I have all these problems... but like you would know anything about that, you're a white kid. Your biggest stress is probably whether to buy 3 outfits or 4.

Girl, I ain't got a clue as to what to say. I mean... I got all these pent up feelings and shit you know but like I feel like I ain't telling you, dawg because as a white girl you don't understand.

How does it make you feel? Knowing that your grandfather was a slaveowner and mine was a slave.

Minorities need scholarships dedicated just to them because since you white you already ahead of the game. Telling me otherwise is just racist.

Well of course you short, you white.

Hey, hey, gringa... let me show you what a real lover looks like.

Hey chica, pay attention to me! What? Since I ain't white now I ain't good enough or something?

Cracker! Hey, you! My friend here said he wanted to taste a little cracker. Or are you saving yourself for Polly?

Girl, I'm from the hood. But you wouldn't know anything about that... coming from white suburbia.