Degraded at such a young age, for no reason.
Degraded, only because I was different. I could
only be who I was…me.
I was made to think that I’d become nothing
in life. I was made to wonder if I was really
evil, as she said, when I knew I wasn’t.
What pain for a child to question herself,
when she knew what she knew, and knew
she was right…what pain, what mixed
Through the second guessing, the
memories of it all, I kept striving
to become what it is I felt I
I finished high school, then college
and I kept going. I didn’t let any
historical nonsense stop me.
Next graduate school, then post graduate
school, then graduate school again.
I kept going, anticipating what
the taste of success felt like.
I kept going in stride.
Because of God’s mercy, I didn’t
give up. Credential after credential,
I obtained, even though I can
recall the many times, I was called out
of my name.
I was degraded and misunderstood,
but nothing stopped me. The
“chatter” only makes me stronger.
It only made me work harder to be
what is it I am supposed to be.
Nonetheless, I still press on, attempting
to fulfill my destiny. Even in the rain,
I stride. Even when lightning bolts
strike near me, I continue to
fulfill my dreams.