I remember you trolling me
I was 16 and I never knew how to speak harshly
I knew how to defend myself
Let alone why would I allow racial abuse on my shelf
I remember you scarring me with accusations
I knew you were hurt as a little boy so hurt me with ignorant resuscitation
Yet the love of poetrypoem kept me here
I was open about my religion and other cultures and why fear
My whole life has been abuse and ignorance then I see them eating curry
They line up outside the takeaways in a hurry
After making fun of me
Apparently
I was a total disease of foot and mouth and swine flu
Now eating curry is the norm and what people enjoy to do
So don't tell me I'm racist
Now you making me pissed
Do I wash my hijab in the shower?
How you wash it without taking is off flower?