I am Black
I am a Black American, who see's injustice all around me while breathing this ironic air called freedom
I am a Black Man, who's afraid to run down the street without looking like a threat to those who do not look like me
I am a Black Woman, who fears for my sons' lives as soon as they step out of the door of supposed opportunity
I am a Black Worker, who sacrifice my life everyday to live in this country that my family has built
I am a Black Student ,who's scared to be myself due to the idealization of what society wants me to be
I am a Black Child, who wonders why my crown is described as 'nappy' rather than beautiful
But I am a strong, determined, will minded Black American, Man, Woman, Worker, Student, and Child who's voice must be heard because we are part of the country that we built for free
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