Monologue I wrote for an english assignemnt

Have you heard of the famine?

did you know that my family was so hungry,

they had to flee across the Atlantic sea,

just to survive?

They say my ancestors left,

when they were force to leave.

To leave their homes, their language, their religion.

packed everything they were,

into something small enough to carry.

Have you heard of the famine?

that's what you call it,

you with your fully belly and clean shirt,

never tending to the fields.

You call it a "crop failure,"

as if the land simply shrugged,

as if the food wasn't stolen from us,

as if you didn't use our food,

as a tool for genocide.

Have you heard of the famine?

In fact, I know you haven't.

because they don't teach it in schools anymore.

It's not relevant,

r recent enough.

Yet it was so brutal,

that millions went hungry and died,

people erased themselves just to survive.

We were made to feel small.

like who we were was something to hide.

We were told our language was barbaric,

our way of life childish,

and our religion primitive,

that anyone who was accused of practicing it,

would be burned alive.

So we changed.

We learned a foreign language.

murdering our native tongue.

We began praying to the "one true god."

in hope He would show mercy.

There was never a famine.

they just made you believe it wasn't on purpose.

made you believe they didn't storm our towns,

robbing our homes and farms,

of food to sell.

They told you it was our fault.

insufficient farming,

reliance on a singular crop,

and a poor economy.

Forever changing the history books.

You've heard of the famine now.

but to late.

So make an effort,

learn from us, beyond the textbook.

help share our stories,

Because history only disappears,

when we decide it's worth forgetting.