Tree of Love

You see me and assume I am inferior to you You hear where I'm from and wonder how it could be possible for someone like me to be on your level and maybe even better You see the color of my skin and think I am beneath you That I will never achieve anything that you possibly could Because to you I am inferior To you I am nothing more but less Because my skin is different from yours Because I am not where you are from You see the color of my skin And then begin to wonder How it is for me to carry myself the way I do You hear me speak And wonder how I am able to articulate myself the way I do; I sound just like you, if not better. You wonder how it is possible for someone such as myself to be this way I am not the color of my skin I am not the land I am from I am not my tradition nor my ancestors I am a human being just as you are I came into this world just as any other I am not any different from you nor him I am a human being An educated woman that looks nothing like you I am from a land unknown to you A land in which you consider one country to be the whole continent My roots are not that of yours You and I are from two completely different worlds There are many things about us that make us different starting with the colours of our skin I am not beneath you I am not an inferior race I am a human being from a land unknown to you that doesn't look like you I have a brain just as you We may do things differently but I will never be inferior to you I am not defined by how I look Where I'm from My culture My mother Her mother Or her mother before Nor the men and women who came before us I am defined by who I am as a person My education as well as knowledge And what I bring to the table for society