Colorblind
I don’t see race or color
Past the three seconds
it takes me to realize
you are sapphire black and me,
I am pearly white
I don’t see racism
Past the three second
it takes me to realize
that the playing fields
are not leveled
Why should affirmative action be?
Why should your blackness
Allow you
To jump the line ahead of me
Why should I adhere to laws
that give you preferential treatment
over me
Haven’t your backs from the stripes of
yesteryears whips and chains
been long since healed
Haven’t your people
been dealt a better hand
Far greater
than the orchestrators of bondage past,
would deal
I am blind to police injustice,
excessive use of deadly force,
and so called, police brutality
I am deaf to
You bellyaching about oppression
Mass incarceration,
shooting black men in the street
And weary to the rhetoric
That the system we call justice
ain’t perfect and sure as hell
ain’t neat
Your thugs, your sons
Your wayward teens
Were they that unaware
to the end with which
they ‘d eventually meet
This thing called race and racism
Is a rocky road
That leads to no end
And its raw truths
A reality to which
We cannot in this lifetime
Dutifully attend
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