Dear racists
I'm not just the color of my skin
I'm not just "black",
I wish you would know that.
I'm more than your stereotypes of
being loud and obnoxious.
I'm more than not having a father
or liking fried chicken cause it tastes good.
I am beautiful and I am unique.
I am eloquent and I know several ways
to shut down your racist arguments
with my sophisticated venacular.
I am courageous and ambitious.
I am everything positive that you fear about black people.
So to all you racist out there, who choose to live
in such a close-minded space.
I am envading
I know that probably sounds familiar.
I am reclaiming my time
and showing how my black will always outshine.
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