Hohn Seminar

By MinnieAynaj

Human Rights Is A Debate

I’m surrounded by people who are few shades from white We are different beyond this layer of outer skin

But I am the only black sinner as we debate about basic human rights

I’m am trying to help them understand my light For I always knew the darkness

I seen all my life

I seen others give in to the darkness for I knew I had to speak out My brothers and sisters are my world

So I assume they let the black girl say her words For they asked, decoded with disgust

Because for some reason I was their library

Although they had the world In their hands

I gave my all they spoke and I listened with my heart

As I let them park into my heart and brain

I saw this boy may be no mind

I was speaking about my past brothers and sisters Who were taking from this world because

They were breed different

I look this boy in his eyes

Because I see through him As if I was his reflection I spoke with anger and passion

I gave him the satisfaction of seeing a angry black woman I screech as my throat attacks my words

This boy has the audacity to smile As I describe my people in agony my chest swelled

My eyes red as a monthly surprise My anxiety is taking over

Was this angrier? Was this madness?

For years I seen my people be slaughtered

By the hunters

Something in me I never felt before I was your Expected black woman, Calm with decades of fear

April 1 was the reason I almost committed Treason

When I had mention Marsha P.Johnson He smiled as if I was doing Comedy show

And my people were the walking punchline I cry for the first time

For you see this isn’t about me

I am a black fat queer woman

I will face more For the world isn’t done with me I just couldn’t handle this boy smiling at me

As I described her life I thought about the hundreds of black lives who died It was as if they were all inside me

Fear and sadness flowed over I cried and cried

Now I understood what I felt inside For this was the start of the revolution