He’s 10 today.
He says, “I’m
Almost a
Teenager!”
“Take your
Time,”
I said.
He’s 10 today.
In 2 years, this
Lover of Hot Wheels
And Roblox will be
Seen to the world
As a menace.
His life will be in
The hands of society’s
Imagination.
When the arm of
Racism suffers
From withdrawals,
It could use him
For a taste. And
His death would
Be celebrated.
This is what I
Think about
As he blows out
His candles.
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This is a very powerful poem. The line that really hit me was this one:
When the arm of
Racism suffers
From withdrawals
I am so sad that history keeps repeating itself in this way, and so many other stupid ways