Poem Retrospective 3
Considering that life is fleeting
and years are flying by fast
better post poems I’ve written
before I breathe my last
The following poem was written the day
after President Barack Obama was elected the first time.
The Arrows of White Privilege
By
Victoria Marie (November 5, 2008)
People
of colour, close friends
Empathy,
proclaimed
Yet,
Joy unshared
Bring
arrows of pain
To
understand let us
Go
back and see
What
this old black woman
Saw
as a child on TV
Policemen
with dogs and hoses
Attack
my people huddled
In
defensive poses
Angry
white crowds shouting, enraged
Because
black children with theirs being schooled
While
soldiers surround the black children
Protecting
their right to what the Supreme Court ruled
Three
young men missing, murdered
For
helping Black people register to vote
With
no one brought to justice
Until
30 years later, a sad footnote
Obama’s
election, no big deal to you
Full
citizenship has always been your right
However,
for people of colour, sometimes
Just
to stay sane is a fight
“You
can grow up to be president”
They
tell us in school, but black students face
The
constricting clarifying message
“President,
not people of your race.”
So
you see, it’s not that he will
Make
all the nation’s problems go away
But
millions of Black Americans
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