if the hurt existed knowing that one day i’d recover

i could be patient

knowing i would soon heal

and move forward

instead i experienced the dread of confirmation

that this wasn’t just pain

this racism

was a foundational cancer

gone untreated

that had now finally metastisized

can you hear me now

or do you want to me to read the greatest story ever told one more time

our fictional history

riddled with holes my audacious people peered into

searching for foundations

what a feat for us to be born from space

like aliens

let them tell it

now they want to see what we saw

what we told you was there

now the infection spread to us

aliens too afraid to amputate the chains