Privilege
blinds
When
non-melanated voices
Clamor about
rioting in Baltimore streets
Prefaced by
silence about Freddie Grey
The
terrorist attack in Garissa, Kenya
And the
kidnapping of the Chibok girls by Boko Haram
Are mere
blips on the radar
While
Charlie Hebdo gets primetime
I don’t have
to wonder
Why #BlackLivesMatter
Because
They only
matter most to other Black lives
Black on
Black crime is the same as White on White Crime
Yet only one
has a term
It’s easier
to kill your neighbor next door
Who looks
like you
Than to go
cross town and shot a stranger
Privilege
blinds
Some have
the audacity and stupidity
To talk
about race
To talk
about being colored
To talk
about being Black
When they
have a choice
Of being
English Irish French German Italian Danish
Or just
plain ol vanilla white
What else
can I be other than Black?
What else
can I be other than Ugandan American?
I know as
much about being White
As some do
about being Black
I know what
they say about assumptions
So to avoid
making an ass out of you and me
I keep quiet
I observe
I listen
Privilege
blinds
Even to the
fact that one is blinded
One has the
capacity to create what is satisfactory
Eschewing
all that goes against the perfect picture
Before the
laws, the practices, the regulations
Society holds
up White supremacy with our minds
Society supports
it with our thoughts
Because when
a form of protest
Becomes more
problematic
Than issue
that is being protested
And no
solutions are given
Then what
are we seeing?
Where is the
clarity?
We are so
far gone
In a surreal
post racial experience
As some frolic
with happiness
They never
notice
That
they are dancing on graves
