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Civil Rights Poem: Seperation


I am white.

I am black.

You are rebellious.

Why so much hatred in your eyes.

You’re fighting for a lost cause.

A cause started by separation.

Life would be worthless if it wasn’t worth living.

We walk for our future.

You walk in vain.

My world is covered in darkness

 with a mix of red.

How can we see our own light if

 your blocking the way?

You can’t change me.

One look and you judge me.

Color is everything.

Then you represent a color of hatred and despair.

Were supposed to be....

We shouldn’t be….

Separated.

Why do you keep going when we are

 drowning you with words of disgust?

Our dream is not to be liked but to

change hearts of those you love.

My cold heart is beginning to warm.

Give me a chance.

We are who we are inside.

My feelings are starting to arise.

Society hurts.

 

I am white.

I am black.

You are rebellious.

Why so much hatred in your eyes.

You’re fighting for a lost cause.

A cause started by separation.

Life would be worthless if it wasn’t worth living.

We walk for our future.

You walk in vain.

My world is covered in darkness

 with a mix of red.

How can we see our own light if

 your blocking the way?

You can’t change me.

One look and you judge me.

Color is everything.

Then you represent a color of hatred and despair.

Were supposed to be....

We shouldn’t be….

Separated.

Why do you keep going when we are

 drowning you with words of disgust?

Our dream is not to be liked but to

change hearts of those you love.

My cold heart is beginning to warm.

Give me a chance.

We are who we are inside.

My feelings are starting to arise.

Society hurts.

 

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