12/08/2005 A poem…
My spirits kept high, my ambitions, my dreams - Sunday December 18,2005 (12:19 am)
A harsh and brutal word
Said over and over again
Used to hurt me, but I refuse
Living in a white man’s world
I am the sun in the sky
Bringing joy to people, shining down upon them
One day I will be referred to as somebody
And shine my rays with happiness
“Last year when I had to do a project on Hitler and I was doing my research I came across this really racist site against Jewish and black people and it just happened to be founded in Portland, Oregon too….how weird! Well I got curious to see what these people thought and it left me crying, hurt and confused on why people would be like this but at the same time it inspired me to write a poem on how hard times were in the mid 20th century for black people.”