Who Am I? A Black Child's Answer

(Dedicated to my son)

by Fatima Robinson

Who am I? Or didn't you know?
I am the Nubian Prince of long ago.

The new child of the millennium, more elevated for my years,
Still strugglin' and prayin' to face my fears.

I get talked about, ridiculed, and misunderstood.
It's hard these days for people to recognize the good.

Most folks don't understand me, they are not hip to my time,
They seem to forget, that I just only passed nine.

Well it's okay.
You see, they persecuted my forefathers this way.

Making them feel as if they were less,
When in actuality, they were nothing, but bless.

And I am the seed that has step forth from their generation.
Having the strength and the courage to stand against confrontation.

I am persistent, I am determined, and I am able to stand.
To make sure, we as a people, will get to the promiseland.

Who am I? I'm just me.
Believe that.

My name is Anthony,
Peace out!

Who Am I? A Black Child's Answer by Fatima Robinson

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