The generational trauma of my ancestors Still store themselves within my teenage mind. I flinch at sudden movements of a cis white male And begin reciting my eulogy through my head. I did not get the chance to message my mother goodbye. 

“Go back to where you came from!” already forgetting That their foundation was built upon the backs of The beated, bruised, and dark skinned. 

The basic needs of human equality becomes A riot within the office and I am titled ignorant For speaking as a child with no opinions or Political views of their own. 

The citizens of America have forgotten Their history and roots. Let those who are Minorities become an afterthought then they Question why we scream with sore throats. 

I fear that our screams are not enough For the self-proclaimed geniuses. They have forgotten that this land Belongs to those beaten unjustly And they are unwanted residents.

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