“These words, these words” ring out in my mind.
I used to hear it all the time.
Hurtful things people say, never seem to go away.
I remember this one time, all the pain is blocked out in my mind.
Someone walked up to me and said,
“Hey nigger, get out of here or you’re dead.”
I wasn’t frightened by him alone, I was more afraid of how his heart was made of stone.
He never cared about how I might feel, or how all the things that word could take from me! But I looked him in the eye and I