every disadvantage to this colored skin
comes with a corollary advantage to another
the streets are saturated with history
of colored labor and nameless leaders
now lost between textbook pages
tread by uncalloused feet
it is searching through the newspaper
or the movie credits
for a name that sounds like your own
foreign to the land but home on your tongue
but it is not asking for your every action to reflect
the whole of your race or kind
in every petition and outcry
you are asking to reclaim the power that is yours
that has been marginalized to the point
silenced to the point where you are frightened
to speak, but it is what this sun-kissed
colored skin demands and rightly deserves.
By Jisoo Choi
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