Did you even want me here?


Did you even want me here? You wanted me here when I was blistering my hands with your cotton. You wanted me here when I labored picking and harvesting and melting your sugarcane. You wanted me here when I sweating in the sweltering heat picking your tobacco. You wanted me here when I was almost crushed to death in ships riddled with sickness. But now do you want me here? Do you want me here when I go to college? When I decide to move into your neighborhood. Do you want me here when I march for my rights? Do you want me here when I want to be considered more than an animal? Do you want me here when I am considered more than 3/5 a person? I know that you won’t and you know why I know this? Because you never did accept me. You told me to go back to Africa though I was forced away from there. So now I ask you do you really want me here? Here in this country that you call home. Or do you think that I will dirty it, make it unclean, or poison it. Do you really want me here or better yet did you ever want me here? I know that I hope that my people will be able to move up in the world. I know that I hope that my people won’t have to worry when they go out that they will be ridiculed. I know that I hope that my people will be equal to you in your eyes. So after all that I have said I ask this one question. DO YOU REALLY WANT ME HERE? Or better yet did you ever want me here?

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