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Tall in stature, but short on words. Low on expectations, but high on optimism. I'm a son, brother, uncle, poet, activist, leader, student and a voice. But at the end of the day, I am simply ME.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Double Standards.




I wrote this poem earlier today as a testament to the daily bullshit that most of us experience when presented with double standards. So, I'm in Italian Lab today, and the class starts promptly at 5:30PM and it ends at 6:30PM. There have been instances where I have shown up 15-20 minutes late, and have been denied access to the class. But today, there was this woman who strolled in minutes after 6PM, and she was GRANTED ACCESS TO THE CLASS, SHE WAS NOT EVEN MARKED LATE. So, me being the person I am, I checked the professor on his BS, stating that by him allowing her to stay in the class, while myself and other students have been turned away from the class in the past is exhibiting a double standard. Now, I am not one to ruffle feathers, but I feel that one or two people should have exclusive rights over anyone else, especially in the classroom, and when your wrong...your WRONG...whether you are a student, professor, mayor or the pope. Hopefully my words reached the ears of the professor, through the pride and arrogance, but if it didn't...here is the rest of my two cents.


DOUBLE STANDARDS

It is about time that we demand that
We do away with society's double standards
That tells me what I can and can NOT do
As you continue to turn your head while the next man does what he wants and wishes to
Now, don't get me misunderstood, but if you stand us side by side, would there be any difference between us two?
Now, I'm quite sure that the answer would be no
But yet you STILL let me know what I can and can not do.

But check this, how would you feel if I was the one who set the double standards for you?
Oooooooh boy, the things that I would demand if I have the power to plan and distort your life
I would have you eating out of the palm of my hand with your head under the knife
Because then I'd be the MAN, that DUDE,
That NIGGA
Till you figure out that in your world of double standards, you can NEVER be the HNIC, because in YOUR world of double standards
You always end up playing yourself by exposing your arrogance as your weakness for the whole world to see.

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