To be me
and show I never hid behind
the color of my skin
show that I�m not perfect
though history has hid
no gifts from me.
And hey,
my hair can�t do that
and yeah, my clothes ain�t cool
and dancing to the music
has never been my thing
but read my lips:
think twice before you say
I�m not your brother.
Leaves fall from a tree
no matter what their color
flutter here and there
before they hit the ground.
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This was the result of another in-class assignment in my Experience of Poetry class. Assignment follows.
Inspiration: "my dream about being white," by Lucille Clifton
Title has to be "my dream about being white." One stanza. You also must use each of the following words at least once: Music, Me, Hair, Flutter, Leaves, Perfect, Behind, Lips, History, Clothes, Dancing, Hey, Fall, Future.
Like the others, you have ten minutes (I get five in class, plus the time it takes about half the class to read).