Edumacate Yahself

2 min readJun 2, 2020


By Destiny Marrero

Listen to what I have to say

For all yah ignorant, I see every day

Keep talking about my race like it’s an issue

Square up, cause Imma really have to get you.

If only I could curse so you’ll feel my anger,

But if I do your feelings will be in danger

Yah say the dumbest things — getting on my nerves

Congratulations — come get these hands you deserve.

Human nature can only judge what is shown

Therefore you base who I am on my skin tone

Of course, this is completely understandable

Yet why your neurons gotta be so undependable.

For some reason yah swear that yah me

Telling me I’m “JUST WHITE” like you a part of my family tree

Establishing my ethnicity and who I’m supposed to be

Chaining me up — when God made all people free.

Our levels have no comparison

And what I just said wasn’t out of arrogance

I don’t need your opinions or words of acceptance

Ain’t nobody inform you of your irrelevance?

So don’t ask me another question

’Cause I’m tired of your lack of comprehension

Go ahead try me and keep acting slow

My answer remains this — it’s hell to the no.

Hell to the no — I don’t support Trump

And I didn’t do squats to get these little lumps

No, I’m not adopted that is really my fam and my moms

And yes I danced Bachata and twerked a little at prom.

Hell to the no my “BFFs” aren’t Hailey or Brooke

And what you mean — my mom can actually cook

Country music, deer hunting, and trailer homes are a dub

So now yah ignorants better know what’s up.

“Edumacate Yahself” was published in Listening to the Trees, a collection of social justice poems with students from the High School of Fashion Industries in 2016. Help support the unique voices of our young authors by sharing their stories and making a donation! To receive notices about opportunities for your child, sign up for our youth writing opportunities newsletter.