James Carter, Jr.
(October 2020) I gazed around the room
at all the Faces
primed to discover truths that lay hidden
beneath privileged shells
Unconscious bias training
for those unaware of microaggressions and silent terror
Three hours
Three hours to capture the essence of my experience
as if I were a multicolored butterfly
drifting past a distant sightline
into their embrace
I looked around the room
at all those tranquil Faces
and wanted to tell them
I am terrified of Police
of firearms and helicopters
I am terrified to walk down the street
They will shoot you, Son
My Daddy used to say
as he laid down his service weapon
beside his badge
They will shoot you
I looked around the room
at all those curious Faces
and so wanted to tell them
I am terrified of Landlords
how securing shelter is a courageous act
that flashing my bootstraps pulled high is humiliating
a futile shield from their refusals to let me in
They will shoot you, Son
I looked around the room
at all those introspective Faces
and wanted to tell them
I am terrified of Bosses
of weaponized appraisals that my uniqueness
brands me unfit for appreciation
They will shoot you, Son
I looked around the room
at all the doleful Faces
and wanted to tell them
I am more than what they allow me to be
how time and again
they thrash my sapience and expertise
I wanted to tell them every day I absentmindedly caress my scars
Every day
I want to breathe fairness and light
deep
reparative
no more short gulps of fear
I want to dance under stars with dreams deferred
I want to cherish my belonging
bury my shame
and cleanse with the tears of my ancestors
I want to exist
inviolate and serene
They will shoot you, Son
I looked around the room
at all the uncomfortable Faces
I wanted to tell them
everything
Instead I chose to remain steadfast and free
regal with heritage and legacy
steeled to endure each trespass that may come
They will shoot you, Son
They will shoot you
James Carter, Jr., MD, assistant professor of medicine in the Division of Cardiology, is board certified in internal medicine, cardiology, and vascular medicine. He focuses on social determinants of health, nutrition, and wound healing. His poem was published in The Human Touch, an annual anthology of poetry, prose, photography and graphic art by the Anschutz Medical Campus community.
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