Poetry

What is America to Me?

What is America to Me?

By Kyana Morgan 

What is America to me?
America to me is the land of the free,
But that was decided by my skin.
The color of my skin gives me first choice.
The color of my skin gives me privilege.
The color of my skin can make me rich.
The color of my skin can deem me a good person. But truly, the color of my skin can be a disgrace.
In America, I represent the trump supporters.
In America, I represent the anti-immigrants.
In America, I represent the racists.
In America, I represent everything I am not. Because, in America,
Even when whites do not admit it,
Whites have the privilege.
The whites see the blacks as lesser.
The whites see the Mexicans as lesser.
The whites see the Arabs as lesser.
The whites see the Native Americans as lesser.
The whites see all who are not white, as different. But the truth is, America,
That we are all the same.
The truth is, America,
That we should all maintain
The equilibrium of race,
Because we are all equal.
You see,
America is the land of the free,
But that’s just for me,
Because people who look like me,
Always seem to disagree
Saying they are for equality.
But really, America doesn’t seem so free
For all those who don’t look like me.
So let’s change, America.
Let’s change America
To the land of the free.

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