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My Character


I was judged before I even came out my mother's womb I was counted out and scorned despite my inner beauty All thanks to Jim Crow Thanks for your ridiculous laws based upon my ethnicity You determined how I was supposed to be treated based on the abundance of melanin in my skin Thanks to Jim Crow I have to be treated inhumane Like I don't have the same two legs arms and feet like most people are equipped with I can't go to public restrooms, restaraunts,or even classrooms To get the same education that my white brothers and sisters get All because of my race Such a disgrace The angst on my face as I sit an ponder of all the things to judge me off of You chose the most shallow and superficial thing My physical Appearance Not once did you give my character a Clearance Nor my integrity or my etiquette Instead you based it off of my physical appearance Not once did you give my character a Clearance You never seen me in jail Not once did I ever have to post bail Nor have you seen me on the streets Instead you chose me because Im Black Thank God For Martin Luther King Who made it clear that its not by our color gender sex or creed But by our Character So please give my Character a Clearance before you Reject my Physical Appearance
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