10. Where I Stand
Here I Stand
This is not my country.
I was told that America stood for everyone.
I was told that liberty was blind.
I was told that bigotry was wrong.
I was told that racism was evil.
I was told to judge people by the content of their character, not by the color of their skin.
I was told that America was the “Nation of Immigrants”.
I bought into the ideology of inclusion,
Of liberty for all,
Of justice for all,
Of happiness for all.
Here I stand, in the “Melting Pot” of the nation.
Here I stand, with fellow Americans.
Here I stand, with brother and sister.
Here I stand, with Sudanese, Jordanian, Haitian, Qatari, Mexican, Panamanian, Puerto Rican, Argentine, Brazilian, Venezuelan, Peruvian, Emirati, Vietnamese, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, German, Irish, Romanian, Native, Jewish and Syrian Americans.
Here I stand, thinking that all are to be treated with the respect every human deserves.
Here I stand, thinking that our Constitution, our Pledge, our Stars and Stripes stood for a nobler cause.
Here I stand, gravely mistaken.
ICT / 2016
Wrote a poem after Donald Trump was elected :( Posted on all my socials and the reaction was a lot more than I expected from Wichita, Kansas. Was a huge growing moment for me. I loved fitting in. Until now.