Get Your Premium Membership

Who Am I, By Daykia Clark

I am Emmett Till. I was beaten to death, so how dare you go through everyday life complaining that it's "pure hell". I'd rather be locked up in a jail cell. Or sitting in a classroom not knowing how to spell. Or laying in a hospital bed listening to people say "Emmett get well" ... But I'm not. Instead of just giving me consequences, I was beaten and I was shot. Who Am I? I am Amadou Diallo. See, I was killed a while ago. Back in 1999. I was shot 19 times by 4 white policeman all because one officer mistakenly accused me of committing a crime that would've had me locked up in jail for a lifetime ... I pulled out my wallet, and they "thought" it was a gun. "Please stop! You already won!" After the third shot, I'm already gone. Please my black people, march on. Who Am I? I am Oscar Grant. Unfortunately I was killed for no apparent reason, And just before that I started to pant. See this is just history repeating itself. Ya know. White cops messing with young black men like myself. But why? What was it that I did? Please, officer don't talk to me like I'm a f*cking kid. I'm a man just like you are. Just cause I'm not white, wearing a badge and driving in a nice car I'm a target? Who Am I? I am Trayvon Martin. I only wanted some candy and some tea. Somebody please tell me why this creep is following me? Can you just let me be. I'm yelling out "Help!" - I'm yelling out "Please!" I bet if I was white you would've let me off with ease. I'm not perfect, we all make mistakes. Zimmerman, I hope you know you've caused many heartaches. My black people, please stay awake. Who Am I? I am Mike Brown. My hands were up, so tell me Darren Wilson, why didn't you put the gun down? You claimed to be afraid of my size, And because of this there's been so many sighs, So many people asking "Why?" And I want to know the same. Just admit it, you just wanted to point your gun and aim it towards a wise black man. Black brothers and sisters why not hold one another's hands, and we could all take a stand. Who Are We? We all had our own cases, we're more than just black faces in tragic places. We were young, we were strong, we committed no crimes, yet the ones that killed us didn't even get time. But just so you know, you'll never have peace. Wake up world, the one's causing the trouble are the ones we're suppose to call for help....the police.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 5/5/2016 2:03:00 AM
nice to see again, Daykia Clark, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. --SKAT
Login to Reply
Date: 4/20/2016 3:19:00 AM
Daykia Clark, nicely done. Glad to read your poem today. XoX *Linda*"
Login to Reply
Date: 1/19/2016 4:40:00 AM
- Welcome to P- Soup with your great first poem, Daykia :) - Here you will find heartily warmth, and meet many great poets - A meeting place for inspiration, growth and pleasure for your words and thoughts - I wish you every success - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Login to Reply
Date: 1/16/2016 10:05:00 PM
Hi Daykia, WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
Login to Reply
Date: 1/16/2016 9:17:00 PM
Daykia, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
Login to Reply

Book: Reflection on the Important Things