Well, okay. This has something to do with MY decent. I understand how people can take offense to this, so I apologize ahead of time. It won't stop me from typing it up or loving this poem. So, deal with it. African American Child Turn 18 years old and we're legal Now this is the age of Caucasion's freedom But we turn this as legal While we wait to be put in jail cells like we're lethal Ever notice there are more whites than blacks Serving on our justice staff? And yet we get pissed cuz the law just laughed As Johnny Cochran passed and our law books turned from gray to black The life of a child with knowledge Similar to a "child prodigy" Tell me what you think I want to be So I can tell you what I will be They say a test in 3rd grade determined my future Why is it now that I can make html's and web designs on a white man's computer? What stops ANY kid from coming up like me? And changing themselves to better themselves just like me? How is it you tell me I act a little older than I three I'm ignorant because of skin tone you see I'd like you to give me any girl that can match me verbally I can go tit for tat but with words constantly So slow it down as I emphasize me for me I am the product of a black woman with a Master's Degree And a black man that served his country definetly But mostly I am the African American's most prized belief: That an African American female can excel Without help from a caucasion male And without pregnancy or a wedding veil But strictly to prevail That an African American woman Can do fine without someone's lending hand Or giving them a leg because we already learned to stand And claiming this "white America" as diverse land... Yes, I admit some of the things might be wild Yet, Bush showed me anyone can say anything aloud Even so, I feel I put things rather mild After all, I am merely nothing more than an, -"African American Child"