Gold is the New Black
The poem from my point of view
We use guns for solving our problems
We think like animals
Black
Black
Black
Skin deep I'm me
On the outside you see black
You see danger
You see dirt
I see gold
Beauty
And me
Please don't kill me because I've reached in my pocket to give you my ID
I could have said that
But the other victims did
And now they're gone
Why can't we walk freely
Why can't we talk freely
Why can't we live freely
We become broken down as a community
We are the same
We are a skin color
We all have blood running through our veins
Please love me because I love you
Please don't kill me cause I wont kill you
Please don't think about my color and what I can do because of my color
Please don't judge me before you speak to me
Please please please
But as I speak it will go through one ear and out the other
No I won't hate you for that
No I won't be scared to walk outside because I'm black and you hate me for that
No no no I won't lock myself up and hide because the world is becoming a hell for black or Hispanic people I will fight back
I will live freely and happy black
Is beautiful
Black is not dirt
Black is gold and Bold
About the Creator
Kyla Wright
I'm Kyla I'm mixed and I love to dance and to express how I feel I write poems
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