A poet once said 
"How it aches to pick ourselves, from a lineup every day"
To see parts of ourselves as criminal 
To imprison the best part of ourselves 
With teeth that bar 
The things the world says we should not see 
Black empowerment is just, the ability to see a lineup 
Of all the things you are 
And not pick the ones that are 
Socially accepted, to pick all of them 
That's when you are whole                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem