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2017 WORDS UNLOCKED FINALIST: Born Ready

Poem: Born Ready

Facility: Finger Lakes Residential Center, New York
Teacher: Jeff Spence
Poet: Marquan

POEM TITLE: Born Ready

Born Ready

 

I was born in a prison

 

This is my home

 

A prison where I was born

 

This is where I live alone.

 

 

I hear people speak of freedom

 

But it’s a myth to have it

 

I want to play basketball

 

But I was born to be a savage.

 

 

The color of my skin made it worst

 

As if it were a sin to be a black baby

 

I love being African American

 

If I was white would the cops not hate me.

 

 

If I didn’t hang out late to play ball

 

The basketball dream is a waste of time

 

Bang! Bang! Gunshots time to go home

 

You in the black hoody, FREEZE! I stopped on the dime.

 

 

The cops asks me where’s the gun did you toss it

 

I got the shooter he yells I turned to look and get maced

 

I don’t own a gun or kill people this is wrong

 

Manslaughter 25 to life the judge states I didn’t beat the case.

 

 

It was a setup I was the only black in the lineup

 

The 3 other white men look like crooks but I’m black

 

I get A’s in school so I can hoop in college

 

The corrupt system assumes I shot bullets like a quarterback.

 

 

I told them about the scholarship to UCLA for ball

 

I’m a senior none of that exile that I’m from the hood

 

If I was white and rich, the judge would love me

 

White kids “accidently” kill every day like it’s all good.

 

 

The term freedom has lost my faith

 

Black people having it takes a wish from a well

 

Honestly blacks are still slaves to me

 

Giving us life so we are forced to get comfortable in cells.