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Jesse Lingard sends a message to Clio after a powerful poem


Black. White. Well which one is right?

If this is a race, who is first and who is last?

What, slavery. Let it go man that was in the past

Oh, here we are again, you draw the race card. It’s not that difficult to be black, is it?

I, a racist? No, my cousin’s neighbor is black. So tell me why I am still affected by my supposed past.

I speak of my current oppression, but for some of you it was just a little history lesson. I speak because I am less, because I am oppressed.

I speak for the very simple fact that I am not like the rest.

We’re talking, so listen. Almighty God, hear my cry. I still have to say all of this, but why? I saw a beginning, but certainly no end. I mean, there are still people who think racism is all just faking it.

Oh, but it’s real. It is very real. Nevertheless, let me acknowledge how far we have come. #melaninpoppin #equality.

#BLACKISBEAUTIFUL, but I still want to know if I’m really appreciated or just fetishized. Yes, we have come a long way, a long way, but we have to go an even longer way, my darling.

Ladies and gentlemen, we haven’t even started the journey. Buckle up because we still have a long way to go.

Oh how rude of me not to even introduce myself.

Hello, my name is Clio. Something about myself. I enjoy chips. I like dancing. What else? Oh and I’m black, but I can’t say that, can I?

Why? Because I’m different, because people feel uncomfortable. Should I whisper it instead? I know I’ll spell it instead of saying the actual word.


Is that uncomfortable for you?

Uncomfortable? You have no idea. No idea of ​​the privilege of learning and not experiencing. I have no idea of ​​the privilege of choosing whether to study.

So what are you going to choose? What will it be?

Turn a blind eye or show racism the red card?

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