Oreo
A cookie with black on both sides, and white cream on the inside
A person, with black skin on the outside, but is “white” on the inside
Middle school
An era I rarely like to remember
For reasons I wouldn’t like to share today
Except for this phrase
“Why you so quiet?
Or
“Why you read so much?”
Or, the implied
“Why you so white?”
It’s like these children didn’t know what was left for us
This mentality is a blight upon what our ancestors intended
Last time I checked, white people weren’t the only ones allowed to read and discuss life
And last time I checked, black people aren’t only meant for sports and fighting
So, if I don’t want to fall into a stereotype, that doesn’t make me a cookie
That makes me a byproduct of what my older brothers and sisters before me fought for
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