the less you show us of ourselves/ the harder it becomes to know ourselves/ because we have no reflection of ourselves/ to look into// your plan is simple/ act like we do not exist/ on the planet's surface/ treat us like the dust beneath your existence/ make us hardly recognizable to ourselves/ and we'll be forced to believe/ we don't mean anything// we/will shrink ourselves/ to fit into your minority categories/ because we've been tricked to perceive ourselves/the lesser of humanity/ simply because we are forever inundated with your racist imagery// Everything surrounding me/ all you/ and no me/ to speak of// Everything being given me all your sizes and tastes and preferences/ Everything being taught to me/ all your ideas/ credits/ and philosophies/ all of these/ the stolen property/ of those of us you are persecuting// You are vigorously trying to erase us/ from this earth's surface/ killing us in numbers/ that plunder far beneath and under/ your races/ ever slowly growing population// yet even as you try to kill us/ we keep exploding// 25 million continental africans dead in a year from AIDS/ brings back ancestral memories of 25 million african bodies lying leagues beneath the sea/ sacrificed in the pit of slavery/ you claim long buried in this society//