I Am... Human

October 26, 2015

When you ask for my race I should say second place

Cause that's how yall got it in the run for minority's in the states

Instead when they ask my race Ima say Human

Cause that how God made it

Not categorized & Not separated

Now if we talking nationality

I'ma walking masterpiece

The boy mutt mixed

Everything except Japanese

But I got connects cause my brother from that patch of green

yeah I Am...

I Am not what you see

I'm not what you want be to be

maybe only the blind can understand cause yall are hindered by perseption

and no we are not connected but maybe we need better signal if you still dont get the message

my life will live out a true meaning if it kills me

I Am what braille is to the blind you only understand me if you feel me.. you feel me

Yeah I Am...

I Am not what my skin is

I'm not a blimish

I Am a beautiful struggle filled image

Yeah I Am...

truly i don't know what I Am...

Cause..

I Am Not Finished...

Something wrong with this poem?

Replies are closed for this poem.

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.