Born to be Doubted
Jolminse Jean Louis
Dark and closed off where no lights shine;
a secure location which felt so fine.
A womb, a cave, whatever you may call it.
Outside is a world, where you feel far from it.
Chained, locked, blocked, can’t envision
the color of your skin, just as brown
as a man-made prison.
Lack of experience making ignorance blinding.
Prisoners kept because of police masterminding.
A mother shows her baby a life unknown,
while ‘liberators’ impede on her helpless zone.
Dark and closed off, where no lights shine.
Once you're out, you can’t go back;
the color of my body is forever mine.