To My Wife Ni’Teesha – A Raisin in the Sun Creative Response
To my wife Ni’Teesha
By Zachery Sminkey
We sat and watched A Raisin in the Sun
Ruth announced what they fear is we’ll marry
At first I’m glad that now those times are done
More I think, the more my thoughts get dreary.
I hold my loves black hand in my white palm
I suppose what they had feared has come true
Since those that see us most times are calm
Does this mean that racism is now through?
People do not strike, scream, stare but they glance
Not overt they do it so we can’t see
They’ll be called racist they can’t take that chance
Mom even told Ni’ in secret don’t wed me.
Some may still fight us; this is not their life
Ni’Teesha, you will always be my wife