A Poem by Kianna

A situation that happened.


Silence veiled the room

but I held the protest in my eyes

as I spoke not a lie

when I gave my opinion on a topic

about race based slavery

and how it may affect today and history

I proclaimed no definites and my tone was leveled

and it was between my coworker and me

but you came like a tyrant and silenced me

in an empty café

I thought it funny all the racist jokes that went around

when the room bustled,

but I propose a theory that twitches every muscle

and suddenly you've robbed me of my right to speech

with the threat of being fired choking me

and I wondered do people only like listening to truth when it's comfortable

that I must swallow a part of my history to make a situation stable

I wonder how many others are put into this position, this choice

lose something or silence your voice.

So I sat there, rage in my chest

and vinegar in my words when I muttered my apologies,

to put it under a superficial rest.  

© 2016 Kianna

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Added on September 12, 2016
Last Updated on September 12, 2016
Tags: racism, anger, silence, rights



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