Friday, May 7, 2021

Other Cultures

 








 

They love the foods that you eat

The braids in your hair,

Your sun-kissed skin

And the elaborate fabrics you wear.

 

They admire the henna on your hands

The fascinating rituals of old,

Your ancestors’ headdresses

And the stories of your history that are told.

 

But they do not love your fear

They do not love being you,

Your constant confusion is not theirs to claim

They disregard the suffering too.

 

The cruel slurs and stereotypes can stay

The pain of the past they won’t take,

The strain it leaves and the strain it brings

Of keeping your culture awake.

 

(Written by a Y8 student and inspired by a poem by Sydney Nash.) 

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