Click

Click Click. The sound that has followed the black people through both the good and the bad: Click: The colonizer’s guns cocked and pointed at Africans. Click: The clinking of the glasses of “rebel leaders” now come to power. Click: The doctor uncapping the AIDS antiretroviral needle. Click: The chains binding the slaves to the boat. Click: The sounds of the plumbing in “colored” bathrooms. Click: The ballot counter for Barack Obama. Click: The cell doors of Mandela, X, King and queens alike. Click: The sound of you imitating how “Africans” speak. Click: The fronds of a homemade windmill powering a village in Malawi. Click: The locks of a car door as I walk by. Click: The flat iron against the counter conforming her to someone else’s beauty. Click: A father opening the door to play with his kids. Click: The keyboard as we tell our stories. Click.