They call me a bush cutter.
Just another coconut picker.
I’m easily recognized
Because my thighs are thicker.
I used to be known by the majority of white people as a savage.
Because my tan lines and piercing brown eyes
Cannot define the divide between my Caucasian and island side.
Honestly… I’m tired of labels.
The words we use determine what we see.
I find it interesting,
That people aren’t really listening.
And sadly… they never will.
Because we live in a wrong full of hypocrites.
So quick to judge, so quick to assume.
Presume, that they’re almost always right,
Never giving you the benefit of the doubt.
Because… seeing is believing.
How can a person truly be
Himself or herself.
When assumptions are made before
We even open up our mouth to speak.
Colors still determine social, political, economic wellbeing.
Even though we’ve finally had a black president,
To this day, people still question if he’s an actual resident.
Every one of you listening to what I have to say,
Is different in so many ways
From your skin tones
Down to the covers of your iPhones.
Yet labeling the masses
Me, you, him and her,
We’re categorized in different racial classes.
My brown skinned complexion,
Does nothing in my favor because…
Your impression is that I’m white.
Huh… To Me?
I’m more then what people have called me.
I proudly stand for the minority of Polynesians.
Samoan, Tokelauan, Tongan, Australian, Caucasian blood, running through my veins.
Tracing the lineage back to my roots,
I was raised surrounded by coconut trees.
Yet our history is still a mystery.. online. And even in person.
Whats worse is that 9/10
Don’t even know WHO we are.
Don’t even know WHERE we are on the map.
What we represent.
The true heart of the Pacific.
Samoa exports the highest amount of military soldiers, college and NFL football players PER CAPITA.
Yet if you’re lucky, in your history book, about us, you’ll find a chapter.
Nowadays, most islanders are automatically labeled as…
High school dropouts, minimum wage workers, and gang bangers
Many which people say will never make it Walmart, 7/11 and fast food workers, football, volleyball & rugby players.
Sure, we may have a more than few,
But we shouldn’t be so quick to assume.
Because we’ve come so far,
With tons of battle scars.
So in the end….
Our ethnicity should never limit, who, we are.