Theme for English B
The instructor said
Go home and write a
page tonight.
And let that page come
out of you
And then it will be
true
Is this true? I am 16, mixed-race, born in a village not on
the map
I’ve gone to the same school since 6th grade
In a school in the woods
A school different from all the rest
As I cross the bridge, under the flickering lights
Watching the waves crash back and forth
All following the rhythm of the wind
Down the small road
Where the deer stand and watch as we travel back
To a home by the water,
Look right and you’ll see the naval base
And feel the sense of fear
That something so dangerous is so near
I go to my room
Sit on my bed and write
Every night as I sleep
I hear the water and the wind
In their endless tango
I hear my ancestors on the waves
Travelling island to island
I was raised white
I look white
Am I white?
If not what am I?
I’m not as different as others
I don’t get questioned because of my skin
So what box can I check, to describe who I am.
Being me, I know I can’t erase
Half of myself, despite all my differences
From two races so far apart
What am I?
And who should care?
We’re American
We’re mixed like the water
We all hold part of someone else in us
In which we do not choose
We learn from each other
And that’s the key
To finally have harmony
In this world
Divided by race
I learn from you
You learn from me
This is my page for English B
