Is it because am black?

Is it because am black?

That when in line behind a white person they will move,

That if am in a shop I will be asked if I work here,

That I walk with a white girl it's assumed that I have her hostage,

That if a walk at night it's assumed that am looking for trouble, 

Is it because am black?

That if I knock on someone's door am looking for a job, 

That if walk close to you am trying to mug you, 

That if I sit next you, you hold your bag for dear life,

That if you see me talk to your child you think am going to rape them, 

That if I laugh or talk loud am uneducated,

That if I try to help it's because I want something from that, 

Is it because am black?

Does it define my actions? 

Is it because am black? 

#AmBlack

#AmBlack
Am black, am African before my success ,before my accolades. I may be called a coconut but that’s what they think, judging from the schools I have attended and my circle of friends. Am black therefore on my bed you find 4 to 10 pillows and all toothpastes I call “Colgate”. Am black therefore I expect a 7 colour meal at a Funeral ,Veseline is what I call all petroleum jellys and my butt fears a wooden spoon. Am black therefore I wash my underwear while I wash and am sure about one equation ,which is raise my voice to my parents equals a plastic surgery ( beating). Am black therefore when street lights went on I had to be at home or a beating was waiting for me. Am black therefore if am at a braai I expect you to give me some leftover meat and the bones for my dog and I know losing my mothers Tupperware is no game. Am black therefore cutting me hair is under R40 and I know you don’t touch a girls weave if you value your life. Am black and am proud and am made up of what my white friends think is crazy. I believe and call to this day all soap bars “Sunlight”. Am black, Am African and this is who I am. 
#amblack

#TheDifference

#TheDifference
The difference between us, us being black and white people beside the colour and the language. Am not racist or anything, but it is that our woman are hourglasses and yours sorry but they best described as ironing boards. Our woman have to deal with kitchen products (steel wool ) on they head when yours have cream smooth hair. You guys have time on your side cause you take 30-50min on a haircut (guys) and we at most spend 20 minutes. Our tongues are messed trying to speak your language where as you don’t even try. You guys don’t worry about “ surprise ” siblings and with us if you go 5 years without one you count yourself lucky it is as if father Christmas thinks we short of siblings. You guys only have one mother and father and with us all your parents female friends are called “Mama” (mother) and male friends are called “tata” (father). You guys have a small family where as everyone in the rural areas is some how related to you and is our family. You guys have your life planned out but with us its a surprise every day but its exciting. Our life is our life and it makes us, us. Like it or not we live it.

My colour

Am black
Am hated for my colour,
I ask myself the question why?
Is my colour contiguous?
Does my colour make me a bad person?
Does it control me?
Does it define my character?
My personality?
My work ethic?
My morals?
Does it define me?
Yes it does!!!
Black is the colour of my skin.
Black is the colour of my forefathers.
Black is the colour  of my parents.
Black is the colour I embrace everyday.
But black is not the reason for the low economy!
For poor education!
For rape!
For murder!
For break in's!
It's a color of humanity, not slavery.
It's a colour of a person, not a punching bag.
It's a colour of someone proud not a brick which has no feeling.
Black is a race just like white, coloured, Indiana or Asian.
Black is beautiful
And will never back down.