Biracial Tug-Of-War
There are times when I feel more like one race than the other.
Within me,
There's a never-ending game of tug-of-war.
One team makes a blinding impact
One team seems more nightly.
I venture into Starbucks
And the longer I'm there
The more Team Blinding strengthens.
One day, I feast my ears,
With notes that rap around in my head
And Team Nightly takes the hypertrophy.
I craft or request a salad in front of me
Team Blinding gets boosted
Only for Team Nightly to shine like the stars
When I savor the consumption of poultry.
Chris Rock will cheerlead Team Nightly
While Brian Regan gets Team Blinding
To acknowledge that they're not a Big Nothing.
When disturbance it "Get Out" gets spotlighted,
When Key and Peele erupt their thoughts,
When Thomas Sanders and KingBach vines
Dive their way into my eyes,
Teams Blinding and Nightly still pull,
But the rope goes nowhere.
About the Creator
Monique Star
I'm not the most sophisticated adult out there. I'm also not the best at communicating all the time, but I do try my best to get my thoughts out there into the world verbally or nonverbally.
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