See Me
(an excerpt)
by Shondria Smith

I know you see me the
way I walk the way
I talk.
I know you see
me the disgust
on my face from the
judgement these days
the violence and the
torture on the people
I see. I know you
see me cause I can
see you and if you can
see me you know that
you can stop this

Just like me, without
weapons and harm
Just from our words
and taking charge
I know you see
me that tired
look on my face
from all that
spitting, cussing,
judging, disobeying…
I know you
see me, and
It ain’t gone
change I’m
taking a stand
just like you
can.