Home

This is home
where there are white walls
and doors that open from the outside.

This is home
where a jacket
holds one in place.

This is home
where an injection of whiteness
into the arms is normal.

This is home
where shock is common
and not treated enough.

This is home
where white skin
is never sun kissed.

This is home
where family doesn’t care
enough to visit or cry.

This is home
where bloodless administrators
deem themselves ‘help’.

This is my home
and I cannot leave.