Does it really take that much effort to get past your ignorance?
Hear me: A young man, southern,, intellectual, multiracial, and cultured, who knows how to enunciate.
Look at my: High School GPA- 3.71, somewhat strong
attitude- Good all around. I like to make people happy, and help others when I can.
passion for the world- Deep, profound even. I seem like someone ` who'll make a big difference one day.
Now, look at my skin and ALL that seems to be ignored by the world.
Why is it that everything we are measured by our appearance, sex, ethnicity, etc.?
Even though I'm a not piece of silver wear or a tool in a tool box, I can handle having a place in society. BUT, what I cannot and will not handle is being categorized and labeled. It might be just fine if I were being compared to either Denzell or LL Cool J, but now I have to be a crip or a blood, or a thug or a punk, and exception or a lost soul. Man, being black used to be fun.... (LIES).
Identifying by color is good when you are dressing yourself, picking your new pet, making a bouquet of flowers, or picking someone from a crowd, but that's it. If I get called an "oreo" one more time I SWEAR I'm going to jail. What, so because I wear my pants on my waist, shorts that don't touch my ankles, shirts that aren't big enough for 3 of me, shoes that cost less than $100, glasses on my face and my intellect with pride, and I'm kind and gentlemen like I have got to be either: retarded, gay, or 'black on the outside and white on the inside'?! ....please! And further more, if I did choose to dress like the stereotypical black male, then i'm pretty sure you and the rest of the world would still have an issue with it.
I'm no a criminal. I shouldn't have to work twice as hard to barely scrape by in life.
I'm no thief. Yet, i still seem to have the power to sound car alarms in any parking lot, induce a purse snatching wave across a crowded room, And catch stares from every which direction.
I'm no murderer. However, I seem to fit the profile.
I'm no mugger. But, I'm always grouped with those 'likely suspects.'
I am not a profile....
My name is Dereck Donzell Williams and I am not a soda. The color of my packaging doesn't identify my contents. I Am NOT a Cookie! Oreoes are things that you twist, lick, and dump in milk! Therefore, I now declare that I am lactose intolerant, hopefully this will help stop the ignorance at a certain point.
*This has been a senseless rant by D.WiLLi who may not have made much sense, but feels a heck of a lot better now.
Thank you and good night.
P.S.
If I were a cookie, I would be a delicious Snicker-doodle....yum. That's all.
