I smile to defuse your fear.
I know everyone doesn’t hate me because of my skin
But one can never be too careful.
Ive been told that I can come across a intimidating without one
So I’ll smile so you know I’m not hostile.
I know everyone isn’t racist.
I was raised in the South,
Went to college in the Deep South,
Never had an issue,
Actually meet some of the sweetest people ever while I was there.
Yet inherently I know…
I know that to some, I’m a threat so my blackness I lighten.
Because I am black there’s unbreakable link to Africa.
This ancient homeland often portrayed as animalistic has somehow passed on to me this image as primal or animalistic.
I am imbued with a heritage and reputation as such before I can open my mouth.
Its as if we’ve met before, though you’ve be never seen my face.
As though we’ve all been here before…
Yes, I know everyone isn’t racist.
But after watching this election I live with the reality that history has not been relagated to the past,
But is alive and well…
So I brace, inwardly, sometimes without even knowing I’m doing it.
I drive no more than five miles over the speed limit.
I know you all don’t hate me and that kindness does live in the human heart.
However I live with the fact that while my neighbors smile at me,
45’s bumper sticker is centered on their car.