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Kill Your Colonist — A Poem about Racism and Social Constructs 

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An outward manifestation of white supremacy is often pretty easy to spot: discriminatory policing, the lack of representation of darker-skinned people in mainstream media and higher rates of poverty among people of color. However, these blatantly racist circumstances are often the culmination of smaller microaggressions. For example, lower high school graduation rates at predominantly black high schools are due to a lack of resources like college preparation, vocational training and certified experienced teachers. This is caused by meager funding, which is the result of schools using property taxes as the main source of funding (the U.S. government does not give a lot of money to schools in low-income areas).

Using property taxes is a problem because houses in black neighborhoods are typically valued less than those in white neighborhoods. This can be traced back to when the National Housing Act of 1934 was passed and maps indicated that people from certain (black) neighborhoods should be denied housing and business loans because they were considered a risky investment. Because black people were virtually unable to vote at this time, there was nothing they could do to prevent this discriminatory legislation.

In short, racism is complicated. This poem is dedicated to those convoluted, often invisible social constructs that hinder black liberation.

 

Kill Your Colonist

By Alimah Dawkins

 

Kill Your Colonist

And call into question everything that came from him

 

Watch Your Own

Very visceral reflexes become foreign

 

Sever entire pieces from your psyche

And feel yourself become whole

 

Kill Your Colonist

 

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Research the Hijra and Two Spirit

And wonder why you must color-code your children,

Black-balling anyone who does not prescribe to pink or blue

And is therefore useless in a society where pale azure is almighty (take your rainbows elsewhere)

 

Kill Your Colonist

 

Black Brutes assume child-like innocuity when compared to Calhoun and Columbus

Hysterical women turn sound once you consider the single, double, triple-edged sword

 

Re-imagine Your Saviors

With skin like brass and hair like wool

 

Hold a mirror to your face

And see the Most High stare back

 

Kill Your Colonist

 

Ephesians kept your ancestors in their chains

Don’t let “turn the other cheek” keep you in yours

Every lesson is not yours to heed

 

Kill Your Colonist

But not your Cousins

Reclaiming that which they lost in the fire

Does not signify a longing to be burned

 

Kill Your Colonist

Or let him kill himself

Inequality is inherently inefficient

And his plantations

Leave the very ground he stands on

Barren.

Empty.

Dead.

 

Alimah Dawkins is a recent graduate of South Atlanta High School who cannot wait to see the Black Panther movie. Art by Jahleelah Rasheed. 

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