The Giraffe Blog – Poems by Virgenal Owens

Black Boy talks like, Black Boy’s scared.
Like, Black Boy walks in Black Boy fear.

Black Boy skin looks like target practice.
Like, Black Boy’s future lay in his Black Boy open casket.

Black Boy dreams like, Black Boy sees nightmares.
Like, Black Boy lives stressed, pulls out his Black Boy hairs.

Black Boy looks down like, Black Boy’s inferior.
Like, Black Boy asks if God loves him on his Black Boy interior.

Black boy fights for his Black boy sanity.
Like, Black boy suffers from age-old mentalities.

Black boy learns like, Black Boy’s incapable.
Like, Black Boy shuts down mentally, Black Boy is breakable.

Black Boy loves like, Black Boy hates.
Like, Black Boy fights feelings, enraged, Black Boy’s pupils dilate.

Black Boy fails like, Black Boy loves loss.
Like, Black Boy burns bridge to success, Black Boy can’t get across.

Black Boy gives up like, Black Boy is nothing.
Like Black Boy looks in the mirror, Black Boy is always looking for something.

Black Boy frowns like, Black Boy never smiled.
Like, Black Boy never found joy, Black Boy never was a child.

Because, Black Boy still sees no end in sight.
Black Boys all over still secretly cry at night.

~Written by: Virgenal Owens