I’m not indigenous to America,
so why the fuck are you killing me?
I didn’t row to the shores of this hole
to make slavery, my destiny.
Take a good look in the mirror
and I will tell you what you see.
What you see is your own guilt
and you inflict your guilt on me.
I am proof that you are evil,
and that to you, I am hunted game.
I know that human, you are not
and that I bear your hated name.
You stripped everything from me
from where I was to who I am.
To this day, you are my owner
and I am a sacrificial lamb.
I took your god for my own
and look where it has led.
You burned my church down to the ground
because christian bullshit, I was fed.
Why should I be forgiving
since you still hold the whip
and you lash my back until I bleed
as though I’ve just got off the ship?
In your eyes, I am nothing
but in reality, you are less.
When you look at me, you know
that over your death, I do obsess.
I did not capture you,
nor did I bring you over here.
I would destroy you if I could.
That is why you look at me with fear!
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland
….and I mean every GOD-DAMN word!