Moving on up
Don’t categorize
me for the colour of my skin,
The way I pronounce my words,
Or the gender that I am.
Don’t judge me
by the curve of my hip,
The shade of my complexion,
Or the way I wear my
hair.
Don’t make me a
stereotype based on my age,
My ethnicity, my language, or my
background.
Don’t put me in
a box simply because I belong to a certain religion,
Because I’m affiliated with certain
colours,
Or because you see me in
a certain vehicle.
Don’t determine
my character from a mere glimpse of what I did today,
That does not define who I am.
Don’t justify
your xenophobia because frankly,
I am intrigued by you also.
Don’t disrespect
my roots
Simply because they are planted far
from yours.
Don’t stand on
your box looking down on people;
Those very people will destroy your
sacred box.
What you might
do is rise above to a higher level,
What you should do is grab hold of
some people as you climb up,
What we could all do is
break down these barriers…
People, it’s
time to move on up!
~Inspired by The Diversity of Women; Recited for Miss International 2010 at Indiana State University
I am greatly inspired by your writing style. Very inspirational. I enjoyed this poem. Well done Fadzi
ReplyDeleteRabison Shumba
Thank you very much Mr. Rab!
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