Racism

• Tracey Darqua, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2021

Yes my skin is black, and it doesn’t label me as an attack
“I can’t breathe, I can't breathe”
As the African man screamed
Being ignored and facing the extreme.
Yes my skin Is brown
Yes I wear a hijab, tried of the racial comments
They say “This country is safe”
but yet, this is not the land they promised.
Yes I am Asian
My skin is pale white
But the privilege is not tied to it, I’m still mistreated out of spite.
There's no reason why I should be called a minority
Because of white persons superiority