I'm Not A Disgrace Poem by Jay'Reeona Collins

My mom called me a.....Disgrace
No. That's not how I want my poem to start off
Lets try this,
One night I was talking to my family
Yeah, that's nice
One night I was talking to my family
And my mom turned and shout at me
"How can you hate your own race? "
I don't hate my race
I looked and said, "I don't hate my race? "
She looked at me and said,
"Your just tryna be up in ‘em white peoples face…."
"How can you hate your own race? "
"You are a disgrace"
I'm sorry that I'm a disgrace
I guess I was born at the wrong time and place
I love my mother.....
I love her dearly.
But when she says these hateful things
I start to feel weary.
Now she's saying
That my race disgusts me
And if my race disgusts me
My brothers should disgusts me
My sisters should disgusts me
My grandmothers should disgusts me
My aunts should disgusts me
My uncles should disgusts me
My grandfathers should disgusts me
My cousins should disgusts me
My own mother should disgusts me......
But I don't hate my race
And my mother sees me as a disgrace
If I date someone out of my race
I thought love has no boundaries
But now I see, racism has corrupted and ruined thee
‘Cause you cannot see, what I can see
So easily
I love you mother....
I love you dearly....
I'll try to see things clearly
I'll show you that I'm not a disgrace
So I'll try not to date outside my race