I don’t understand why it matters.
Placing people in selective boxes,
Boxes labeled by what they look like,
But not who they are as a person.
I don’t understand why these petty words
Are being thrown around like fists
Just because of someone’s race,
What will they do to you?
Do you spend your nights wallowing
In suspicious thoughts?
Why can’t you question the hatred around you?
I simply don’t understand
Why looking at someone’s skin color,
Hijab, Niqab, or any other,
Seems so estranged.
Why do we pass along unnecessary judgment?
Why do we end up telling our kids to be careful around their teacher
Because of the box they were placed in?
Why do we teach an innocent to hate so early, to change so young?
This unnecessary judgment,
Clouding eyes with wary ire,
Darkening our vision towards a better place.
I only hope my hopes aren’t wishful thinking.
Maybe one day,
The people will
Be free from the
Box. One day.