Ready to work

Granpa mine,

died of work,

on job.

Father mine,

withered under

cars with fault.

Money gathered send me,

work to study,

job to have.

How I worked!

Protest nights aflame,

paint throwing on the racists running,

demonstration having day and night.

Resting,

saferooms abound,

shrinks nodding,

teachers gifting grades.

Glorious study!

Minorities, fringe and trans, saved.

Non-existent too.

Day of glory.

Patriarchy white surrendered the diploma,

world opened,

for me to work it.

But, but, but?

Where are they?

Equity corporation? Inclusivity Inc.,? Anti-racist mega Industry ltd.? Diversity of Company?

I am ready.

Finished the Molotov throwing course.

Where are you?

Jobs of mine?