Being black (and a woman) in America
Requires an exhausting level of hypervigilance.
So much so, that the mere act of survival,
Becomes success enough.
So we cautiously stay in our lanes,
Instead of venturing down roads less traveled.
Work just as hard to keep roofs over our heads,
As others work to shatter glass ceilings.
And settle for small corners of sunlight
Instead of shooting for the stars.
Because having to always stay woke,
Can make it is impossible to dream.
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