SandScript 2021
Art & Literature Magazine
Art & Literature Magazine
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STYGIAN<br />
Chretien Martinez<br />
Non-fiction<br />
The damage that has been done<br />
to the minds of young black men may be<br />
irreversible. We stand as these beasts of<br />
burden, told that we may carry our weight<br />
freely, but is it truly freedom that has been<br />
given to us? Too often we meet men who<br />
wish to block our paths, spit in our faces,<br />
dishevel our spirits, and drive us to an<br />
everlasting anguish - a White Death.<br />
Our color, black. It is synonymous<br />
with evil; the black plague, the black<br />
devil, the black expanse of space - airless,<br />
breathless, a backdrop for the glorious<br />
white stars which grab the eye’s wonder<br />
and the mind’s affection. We are but the<br />
void - nothing, vacuous. Our minds do not<br />
contemplate, nor do they ponder upon<br />
philosophies, or meanings, or emotion.<br />
What is the gloaming without its gloom?<br />
We drag our knuckles not from<br />
stupidity, but from the overbearing eye<br />
of he who has placed such heavy weight<br />
on our shoulders. Could those veiled eyes<br />
beam gossamer then, and touch my<br />
rejected flesh?<br />
This existence isn’t pure. This life we<br />
live is not one of lascivious reverie. Our<br />
very hearts have been ripped from our<br />
chests and compared to those who deem<br />
themselves of the highest form - what<br />
conclusions did they draw? They drew<br />
the ones which allowed them to treat us<br />
as ogres - not human enough to respect,<br />
but close enough to fill with disease. Do<br />
I even value myself? For the Son of the<br />
Father now has blonde hair and blue eyes<br />
for that mythical Aryan to kiss his feet and<br />
feel emboldened. For this image does<br />
the intellectual racist serenade his flock<br />
with scientific riddles, filled with the jargon<br />
of imperial justification - oh, if they only<br />
knew how much we could love them, our<br />
brothers! If only they knew how strongly<br />
we yearn for an eternal embrace.<br />
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