I am but a mixed raced child They say I must be confused Mustn’t know who I am They say I have wild ideas Believing I can be black and white At the same time Never, they say can it be both day and night They call me oreo Say that my skin shouldnt be the blend of two colors But that it should stay as one That I think I am better than them With all of my airs and graces How can I be both? When one half of me Enslaved the other They say I don’t know my history That my mother land Covered my father land in tears They say I am but a tool A pawn to weaken the blood of the race Weakened features to change the face of my people I am just another way to oppress them Fight against it, they say Stay true to your roots What do I know? This mixed raced child I could teach many a thing or two My heart beats a reggae rhythm And my feet walk proudly on England’s earth Made from love despite The past battles and fights I see the best in both people I feel pride for both countries Because they combine in me I am a complete person I am not confused I am not two halves that don’t Fit together I am a mixed raced child And I know who I am I am a mixed raced child and I am proud of who I am
Posted on: Fri, 16 May 2014 14:19:40 +0000
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