Difference

September 3, 2009
By Anonymous

I can't . . .
I can't . . .
I can't give up . . .
I still have a lot in me . . .
Why doesn't anybody understand . . .
why is it so wrong to be different . . .
Just because . . .
my skin is brown . . .
just because . . .
people are arrogant . . .
just because they can be . . .
but I can't give up . . .
my freedom depends on me . . .
maybe one day I'll finally break free of these chains . . .
and finally have the right to say . . .
I can . . .


The author's comments:
I am not african american, but I wrote this poem as if it were being told by Harriett Tubman. I would never, ever treat anyone like a slave, no matter what color they were.

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