Black
has many implications
Many definitions
It is a shade
It is a color
It is a descriptive word
That also defines a race
It is the word
used to described
changes
in pigmentation
person to person
It is a word
depict an image in one's mind
You say black
I think the night
That pitch blackness
Of a fresh night sky
Full of stars
Enveloped by moon light
You say black
I think about
That hidden spot
In everyone's soul
Holding precious secrets
And unknown sadness
I think
beautiful chocolate skin
That spreads across lands
Islands
Continents
I think of my people
But some of my people
Aren't seeing
What I'm seeing
They're minds
Are caught up
They see me
And don't see my dark skin
They see
White
White hair
White clothes
White talk
White tendencies
They don't see me
Or my blackness
Our blackness
They see my actions
My interests
My thoughts
But not as
Me
Rather
They protest me
Meet me with quarrels
and quarries
of Why do you act white?
Why don't you act black?
hm...
I'm not sure
What they mean
I wake up every morning
And I see black staring back at me
I walk to class and can ONLY
See how different I am
From Everyone
I wish to feel a connection
With the those more like me
Instead I'm estranged from even them
My people
So I'm not Black
By their definition
So there's still a them
And there's a me
So I'll continue
roaming the campus
A Black Enigma
Belonging nowhere