You Are Trying To Stop Me

You are trying to stop me

Many treat my breasts like speed bumps towards my goals

You are trying to stop me

Several think my unique walk is a muzzle for my mouth

You are trying to stop me

Because you think that the hate you throw on me will stop me

You think my brown skin means I will never measure up

My skin has flavor, my culture has seasonings that for some reason your complexion always tries to steal or copy

You are trying to stop me

You blame me for your incompetence

You blame me for your lack of effort

You blame me for going over and beyond

You hate me because my ancestors are used to the struggle to get where they are going

You hate me because you know women literally bleed while we crush your expectations and you fall behind

A bunch of you are demanding to throw the n word at us

A high quantity want to cage us in kitchens and shut up

So many of you stare because disability takes away a bit of our humanity

In your eyes because your brain is not able to calculate all of the beautiful ways one can live within society

You are trying to stop me

Because you will never be willing to put in the work

You are trying to stop me

Because this country was stolen, controlled and molded for you to obtain power

You want to block me

Even though you made the mistake and kidnapped my ancestors

You are trying to stall me

Because you think a dress defines us

You are trying to steal my right to life because

Stolen land, with selfish rights only end up with hostility, ego and vengeance