Could it be different...
dances the Indian girl at the corner of MG road
as she hoola-hoops
through her arms.
Could it be different...
sings the Kenyan girl whose baby brother's
dusty eyes
can no longer cry.
Does my Amerikan Auntie see me?
She does
but averts her eyes.
Buy from me squints the Nigerian boy who presses his palms against the window
as his eyes bring shame
to mine.
Could...
wonders the American girl as
she rears her younger siblings as mommy
gets ready for the club.
it...
swallows the hurt of the Black boy
whose fathers whereabouts are
unknown.
BE
Difference.
by: Jasiri
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