Updated: Jul 1
"I will hold your hand, say your name, educate and fight."
By Louise Keogh
I will be kind.
When the discussion becomes jokes that always seem to go too long,
I will ask the uncomfortable questions, deal with the eye-rolls and yawns.
I will be quiet.
Your voice should fill the room, opinions loud and clear,
Because my skin-tone does not inhibit me from speech, when you speak I will hear.
I will be angry.
The discussions in work, on the bus, across the dinner table
Will not end in placated tones, because the debate regarding race shouldn’t be enabled.
I will be stupid.
Sometimes I will stumble, trip and fall over what I think I know
But I will not ask you to lift me, expect you to tell me when I should have grown.
I will be there.
Until you can walk free and unafraid through life,
I will hold your hand, say your name, educate and fight.