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Someone Like Me

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When I walk amongst you, what to see? Do you see a man, faceless, non-threatening, carefree?Do you look at me holistically? See the gambit of emotions and life experiences Can you honestly say you look at me?

I am a warrior born.Fighting battles in a seemingly endless conflict I fight as a man used to the scorn A poor man's tool in the machine of the rich You scoff because I can square my shoulders and hold my head high My pride and my passion are sword and shield sent from on high Now can you feel me? 

You feel safe when my manner emulates your own Thinking I'm like you a politically rhetorical drone You think you know me, but all you see is what I choose to reveal You don't see the smoldering rage that burns beneath my layer of steel. Ohhhh, you don't know me !

Streets are burning People screaming Society a mish mash of personal demons Can you hear the yearning?

The desire for the same freedoms Equality for everyone who lives in the Creators kingdom I am that reckoning The final arbitrator of truth The wielder of the flaming sword A soldier in this raging horde 

!You ignored my kind words and excessive pleadings All it took was a knee on the neck to spark the proceedings Not a raging out of control beast. Not an uneducated thug on the street.

I'm not what you see on those Hollywood images on tv I'm a scholar, scientist and philosopher I'm a husband, son, brother uncle, and father.

I am strong, tempered in fire, sharpened to a keen edge As I stand before you, do you feel the dread I am so much more than the color of my skin However, I will let that be the last thing you remember when you atone for your sins.

This is Me!

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Sassy says:

With the death of George Flloyd, the image of the black male is again going to be questioned and remarked upon. When it happened I did not know where to go other than to the safety of family to discuss how humanity must conqueor murder at the tail end of stereotyping. I wanted to connect to my brothers to see how they were feeling but they were just silent. This poem has really helped me to put some sort of sense to the senseless brutal act. Thank you

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Ms.PoeticPassion says:

Powerful!
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2b2b2 says:

Superb Treatise.....Feel the Power....Write On!! Thabk you for sharing....ONE

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