Is My Life Wrong
Is our love wrong
Because its so thick and strong
And we share the same sex
Is our Skin wrong
Because it mimics the color of the earth
Before the plants grow to cover with colors
Is our hair wrong
Because it grow to lengths we cant control
And is much more course
Is our faith wrong
Because we do not believe the white mans lie
And went back to our home religion
Is my love wrong
Simply because you do not approve
Is my skin wrong
Because it does not look like yours
Is my hair wrong
Because it locks in ropes and swings like vines
Is my faith wrong
Because you want me to live like you
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Tyheri Jones
I am a Afro-Caribbean woman and I am in search of a school that is accepting of my religion and heritage. I am on a path to pursue a degree in psychology so that I can council adolescents who face the same discrimination as I. Being of Nigerian decent, half African American and Jamaican, I have struggled with being accepted not only for my accent but for my hair, skin tone and religion.
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