Black or African American

Black or AA

I've struggled my whole life to know what to say

To my family I'm African

To society I'm black

To the cops I'm a menace

For employment, there's always something I lack

These days it seems like race is a race

Discrimination is hardest against which shade of face?

All Hispanics are Mexican, better keep them out

And when they're qualified for the jobs they hold, we blame them for our economic drought

All Asians are Chinese, do you know what's up with my phone?

I'm sure you have experience from the place you should call home

You're from the Middle East? Oh I gotta run

I don't need your terrorist tendencies rubbing off on my son

And me, I'm black, are you from the ghetto?

Oh tell me about the "black experience"

But I doubt they want to know how I feel as though this government is my Gepetto

Struggling to break free of the puppeteer's strings

To get from point A to point B this world makes me do crazy things

As I sit on this form where the government asks for my type

They neglect to realize that it changes my life

When I claim race I am vilified, ethnicity I am ostracized

When nationality I am confronted by those before me who died

A control question they say, just to get a feel for our audience

Yet they learn of the control they seem to lose common sense

I becime a threat, a weapon, something to be feared

From a child's age to my dying years

The internal dilemma inside me builds

The thoughts in y head continue to fill

I am who I say I am, not what they

Yet the thoughts of they have more of a say

In my life, my success, my struggles, and my duress

I am sick of this psychological chess

But before I checkmate there is something I must say

If color and ethnicity are all the same

As I had been taight by my American pillaged education everyday,

Then what is white anyway?