AS a black women, living in Yorkshire, a former alumna of Colston’s school in Bristol I felt compelled to write something down in the best way I know to express myself: a poem.
I wanted to knock down a statue
and tear down its name,
I wanted to knock down a statue
and give it the blame,
I wanted to knock down a statue
to show them all why,
I wanted to knock down a statue
so they finally heard my cry,
I wanted to knock down a statue
because I live in fear,
I wanted to knock down a statue
as I've shed my last tear,
I wanted to knock down a statue
because I must fight,
I wanted to knock down a statue
because this world, it's not right,
I wanted to knock down a statue
to show power my pain,
I wanted to knock down a statue
but alas it was in vain.
I can’t help by being moved by the recent events not because I choose a side, or condone the violence - but because racism has affected me personally and will continue to do so.
Racism erodes one’s confidence, the seeking of opportunity, the freedom to belong and mental health so profoundly; it results in frustrations and anger building up which eat away irascibly at your core as a human being.
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