Even though the laws have changed
my grandmother still takes us
to the back of the bus when we go downtown
in the rain. "It's easier", my grandmother says,
"than having white folks look at me like I'm dirt".

But we aren't dirt. We are people
paying the same fare as other people.
When I say this to my grandmother,
she nods, says, "Easier to stay where you belong".

I look around and see the ones
who walk straight to the back. See
the ones who take a seat up front, daring
anyone to make them move. And know
this is who I want to be.

Not scared like that. Brave like that.



anonymous

i dont think this is racism my view is a person liveing in the past