Saturday, March 16, 2013

Dear Daughter

When they say your are black
Tell them in fact, you are bright orange.
You are the sun.

When they say you are a minority,
Show them a damn map
the numbers and the pictures say otherwise.

When they say you are disadvantaged,
Say to them, Let's change it.
That is a death bed and you don't plan to sleep on it.


A couple of verses from my spoken word piece titled "Dear Daughter." I will be performing the full version live at the Webet Open Mic next Saturday at the Ethiopian Community Center. Hope you can come hear it!

Cheers
Selam

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