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I am human


My life is politicized

Whether or not my life matters is up for debate

Yet when I speak my voice is not heard

My words are drowned out my words are blurred

 

To them I’m a talking point in political debates

To them I’m simply a number

I’m only a statistic used to debunk opponents

They have forgotten I am a human with many components

 

I am my skin color and so much more

I am a guitarist

I am a writer

I am an athlete

I am not just a stat on a paper I’m a human with a heartbeat

 

My life matters

My human life matters

My skin is beautiful

But they don’t care as usual  

 
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4brin

writer, guitarist, activist, and athlete

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