In recent years beginning in 2020 America went through a reckoning of its own creation. Having to again deal with the fact that racism is still alive and thriving in some parts of this country. In this collection of poetry we address racism from two different lenses, the first the idea of being able to express how you see someone that looks different than you and the second a poem that was difficult to write as we realize that some people are not having children out of the fear that raising a Black child could potentially result in another Black child's murder. In See we experience a Black person describing themselves as they see themselves. But within that we also here how they believe Black people are described based on the experiences that they have had with racism. Childless deals with the delicate and difficult decision that some Black people have made to not have children. Unfortunately, they are making this decision based on the fear that their child could potentially be next in this war against Black bodies that we are experiencing in America. This collection is heartbreaking and at the same time heartwarming because at the end we have to realize that we are all different, but it is the moment that we take the time to accept someone who doesn't look like us, or act like us, or represent what we represent and yet we can still look at them as someone whose life is valid and whose voice deserves to be heard. ***This collection should be performed by a Black/ African American student.
Poetry About Racism
Now look at me
Not with your imagination but with your eyes
With your own two eyes
20/20 vision with or without glasses
Or contacts
Or constraints
Look
At
Me and see.
Let’s start from the top
Black curly hair
That is not easy to describe because it is
Living on my head and not yours
Moving down
Brown skin
Well, that’s not very specific, give me more.
I could describe me with more specificity than you can
Black curly hair, brown skin
What about my eyes
Brown
Lips
(laughs) come on now let me give it to you from every angle
Let’s talk about the Black woman’s lips
But be careful now
Be real real careful that the words you use don’t make you sound like
You are
Oh, I don’t know
Borrowing the words of what another sees
Has seen
Because you think you have to take it back 70 years for me to be
Seen.
Seen as something that I am not.