White

About Labels. I think.

White

Shame of shade

Always tempted to check- to mark

   myself as Other

   Undefined

Can't I be proud - of white?

 

Seems to me...

   A poem is written

or

   a story

Our hero - heroine - Checking white (a lie, they know)

Mumbling that White - using it?

Finally they accept themselves and are praised - not as White

   As them.

They shed that little White lie

   Find their truth

 

What if I am White?

What about me? What about my truth?

Can't I show my little white truth and be praised - not as White

   But as Me?

Not as a dream in grasp or opportunities opened or doors never closed

   But as Me?

 

White oppression

White supremacy

pure white

clean white

White

White

White

 

Racism is wrong.

 

A perfect white is racist.

 

I am racist...?

 

Just a bunch of racist whites

Who think they're better than everyone else

Who think they are the best

Who will crush anyone - anyone

Who says so

 

Who is Who?

Is Who White?

Does Who say I am White?

 

Maybe...

when I go to work

at a big job in a big skyscraper in a big pretty city

that will pay me according to which box on what floor for this time

I will wear Black over my pure White shirt.

   Or

Maybe...

To celebrate myself as a woman

I will wear golden honey Yellow or maybe Red

Over my pure White shirt.

Maybe...

I will wear chocolaty Brown

Over my pure White shirt

Or a blue blue Black

Over my pure White shirt

Maybe...

I will wear Other colors

 

I celebrate.

Born in a good home.

To a good family.

With a good shade.

 

I will listen.

I will have white children.

I will die.

 

And I'm not even blond.

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[Cassidy Mask]

I enjoyed reading this as it was like reading someone else's thoughts - seeing their stream of consciousness. It makes you think..