I’m not trying to cry –
But this situation has me on my knees.
Crying my eyes out and praying
Maybe someone can save us.
in a world of darkness
A stalemate against our heritage
Where they all seem blindfolded to us.
in our pasts of racism and slavery.
While our world is crumbling –
Deaths worldwide shake our nations!
The visions of our generation is diminishing
What can I do to stay alive?
Fight hard or let myself die.
Minorities are sought out and we are battered alive
Why was I born into a world of hate and racism?
Your president tells us to live our lives
Not acknowledging the blood on his hands and
the bodies of our loved ones at his feet and on the street.
We’re locked in cages and our privileges are taken
We work harder than any other in this nation
White privilege is imminent,
kin Color and Race Matters.
Im hispanic, and for that I’m put in an immediate panic
I worry for my families safety
I am against the hate that is instilled in our mindsets ever since early age
We learn that privilege comes with the color of your skin
We fight a constant battle every day, judged for our race
This is INJUSTICE.
About The Poet
Melissa Hernandez is a rising junior in Yucaipa, CA. She loves writing poetry that relates to things she experienced and witnessed first hand. She is also an avid athlete and loves running on her school’s track and field team. Finally, she aspires to get into an ivy league university in 2022!