Your inquiry bruises
This seemingly innocent question,
The lawyer you must satisfy
Why do you need to know so badly, my ancestral position?

Upon mere minutes of meeting me?
You judge that I don't belong here/ where I stand,
Not in this body, classroom, park, neighborhood, or country
I don't belong in this space
You judge and you ask
"Where are you from?"
Striking me off kilter
with just one blow