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