THE BLACK MAN'S BURDEN

 

I feel like an animal 

without dignity

exploited for no apparent reason 

and yet I am so similar to my exploiter.

 

I don’t understand 

but, anyway,  I’ll do whatever they tell me.

I’ll close my eyes and

dream of being able to fly one day 

but every time I open them 

I realize I can’t escape and I’ll never be free

 

so, in my mind, inevitably, one question appears

a simple question: why?

I have no given answer yet

I think the answer is in the name I’m called: 

BLACK

Sara Palermo