Rolled Me in Dirt

Rolled me in dirt,

But I came out shinier

than the stars.

You shoot at my melanin,

But it ricocheted.

Skin so tough, hard to

penetrate.

I will be the better

person no more.

I will fight back not by

fists.

Oh not I!

Instead I will be what I

was meant to be,

The pioneer.

You take from me,

But all you touch turns

to tar.

We've paved your roads

with our blood.

Now step aside while we take back,

All that's ours.