The interviewer sat across the table from the interviewee
A superior-than-thou look etched across his forehead
As he read…
Question after question:
“What’s your level of education?”
The interviewer asked
The first thing I thought
“you can kiss my Black ***.”
But I held it in…
And responded:
“In peace and tranquility
I’m a masterful soul
But that’s not the answer
You’re looking for, yo’”
“I gave my thesis to the Ph.D.
When she took care of me
Again, I know,
An exercise in futility
Yeal…yeal.
But my mentality
Along with my physical wealth
Will make me a fortune
…large mounds of great health”
Interviewer: “Sorry, we can’t use you”
“Afraid to give me a chance?
That’s all that I ask
A wise guy
I know
But I’m just talking trash
My degree
Did you ask
Was that question for me
One is in Math
The other
…Technology
I know what you thought
Thought this Brutha was dumb
Hey, yo’, I got skillz
Come on…
Give me some.”
Interviewer: “Your application for employment has been denied, sir.”
“Huh!
Come on…
What did you say
Did I hear you just right
Rejected
Denied
Is it because I’m not White
Did I offend you just now
With my slight diatribe
While displaying versatility
With oral communications that’s tyght
I can do this here job
If you give me a chance
I’ll eject all the chatter
The jokes
And sagging pants
I’ll respect your lame rules
If that’s what need be
Impress you and your boss
Just watch me
You’ll see”
Interviewer: “Never beg”
“Oh…
Is that what I’m doing
When I ask politely
Begging, you say
Never a possibility
Keep your stanking job
Save it for your friends and ****
Show your true colors, kid
Just like your momma did.
{When interviewing, remember to always be professional. An office is not a playground and you’re not on the streets. They—regardless of color—expect you to be ignorant. Let’s not prove them right, thus, offering an excuse/justification not to be hired.}
Until we get our own, we are without power. Therefore, dependent.
RAISE UP.
A superior-than-thou look etched across his forehead
As he read…
Question after question:
“What’s your level of education?”
The interviewer asked
The first thing I thought
“you can kiss my Black ***.”
But I held it in…
And responded:
“In peace and tranquility
I’m a masterful soul
But that’s not the answer
You’re looking for, yo’”
“I gave my thesis to the Ph.D.
When she took care of me
Again, I know,
An exercise in futility
Yeal…yeal.
But my mentality
Along with my physical wealth
Will make me a fortune
…large mounds of great health”
Interviewer: “Sorry, we can’t use you”
“Afraid to give me a chance?
That’s all that I ask
A wise guy
I know
But I’m just talking trash
My degree
Did you ask
Was that question for me
One is in Math
The other
…Technology
I know what you thought
Thought this Brutha was dumb
Hey, yo’, I got skillz
Come on…
Give me some.”
Interviewer: “Your application for employment has been denied, sir.”
“Huh!
Come on…
What did you say
Did I hear you just right
Rejected
Denied
Is it because I’m not White
Did I offend you just now
With my slight diatribe
While displaying versatility
With oral communications that’s tyght
I can do this here job
If you give me a chance
I’ll eject all the chatter
The jokes
And sagging pants
I’ll respect your lame rules
If that’s what need be
Impress you and your boss
Just watch me
You’ll see”
Interviewer: “Never beg”
“Oh…
Is that what I’m doing
When I ask politely
Begging, you say
Never a possibility
Keep your stanking job
Save it for your friends and ****
Show your true colors, kid
Just like your momma did.
{When interviewing, remember to always be professional. An office is not a playground and you’re not on the streets. They—regardless of color—expect you to be ignorant. Let’s not prove them right, thus, offering an excuse/justification not to be hired.}
Until we get our own, we are without power. Therefore, dependent.
RAISE UP.